Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Outside the door, SUN knelt at the door with his eyes swollen from crying.

From the beginning of calling "Mom" loudly, until the voice was so hoarse that it was completely inaudible, there was only helpless whimpering.

This place is in Master Ximen's domain, no one dragged that child away.

Of course, this was Master Ximen's plan.

"I want Mommy...I want to go home...Mom...I want to see Mommy..."

SUN cried indistinctly, choking on his own saliva from time to time.

Tired from crying, tired from kneeling, and tired from his throat, but he didn't dare to relax at all...

Ximen Longting's temple was aching. On one side was his son, and on the other side was his beloved woman!

Jing Jiaren was crying unhappily in her sleep.

He stood up in silence, took one last look at Jing Jiaren, turned around and was about to leave...

"Cough cough cough..."

Jing Jiaren's eyelashes moved slightly, and she suddenly woke up from the nightmare: "SUN!"

She almost sat up immediately as if she had been shocked, her face was covered with sticky tears.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a figure leaving. Jing Jiaren turned her face and saw the tall figure of Ximen Longting standing at the door.

"Ximen Longting?"

The figure stopped instantly.

"Where are you going?!"

With strong hands grasping the doorknob lock, SUN's crying sound passed through the door vaguely.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "Come here, I have something to say."

The tall figure did not move.

"Come here...my stomach hurts..." Jing Jiaren tried to get out of bed, but suddenly cried out in pain.

Ximen Longting quickly turned back, strode to the bedside, and stretched out his hand to test her stomach: "Where does it hurt? I'll call the doctor right away."

"No need," Jing Jiaren grabbed his hand, "I'm just...afraid of you leaving."

"..."

"I know you're having a hard time right now...I also know what you're thinking," Jing Jiaren grasped his wet palm and shook her head, "No way."

"..."

"Ximen Longting, retreat now, everything is meaningless." Jing Jiaren said firmly, "Even if you let me choose SUN, Master Ximen will not let us go. We can't play his chess, do you understand? ?”

Ximen Longting's lips moved slightly, and after a while, he finally managed to say: "Then what should I do?"

"..."

"Could it be just to watch you suffer!?"

"This is not suffering. As long as we persevere, we will be together sooner or later." Jing Jiaren held his hand and pressed it to her heart. "The son is ours. I know you love him, and you can't bear my sadness. We always There will be a reunion one day, right?"

"..."

"Ximen Longting, you have to listen to me this time! We can't be separated anymore. Otherwise, we will try our best sooner or later."

She believed that Master Ximen had countless ways to separate them.

The more they acted that they couldn't leave SUN, the more Master Ximen would take advantage of this weakness...

"You were crying even when you were unconscious." Ximen Longting said heavily.

"That's because... I had a nightmare."

"You're calling your son's name," Ximen Longting curled his lips bitterly, "and he's right outside the door!"

Crying and calling my mother outside the door.

Jing Jiaren heard it since she woke up, because she was vaguely through the door, and thought it was her own imagination...

Now that I listened carefully, I could tell that it was my son crying...

Jing Jiaren's lacrimal glands began to develop again, and her chest heaved vigorously.

She can't control herself at all! !