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

He strangled vigorously and squeezed Jing Jiaren out.

He obviously didn't know why he fell in love with her?

"I've never had a choice," he said with a sad smile, pointing a pistol at Wilson. "You don't have one, either, sweetheart."

If he could choose, he would never fall in love with Jing Jiaren from the very beginning.

This woman who is not worthy of his love...

But it was too late, his feelings were paid only once.

Endure it, let it go, and even stand behind her, willing to be her supporting role.

What she got in exchange was always her disdain and trampling.

"Leng Lintian, the whole church is my people," Jing Jiaren's heart clenched, and she shouted angrily, "How dare you do anything to Wilson, believe it or not, as long as I give an order, you will die here today here."

"come."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, I'm calling you!" He stared at her frantically, his eyes frighteningly crazy.

The sound of the piano flashed through the air with a sharp accent, probably because the nun was also frightened, trembling and unable to play.

Leng Lintian's voice was even louder: "Keep playing! Didn't I warn you, no matter what happens, you will play for me."

So even though the pastor fell down, the nun never stopped playing the piano...

"Unless, you want to die too?"

The gun moved to the nun's head again.

She hurriedly pressed the keys, intermittently, and quickly continued...

Although "Black Sunday" is played, this is a modified version that will not harm people's brain waves.

But the sadness in the rhythm makes people feel chills down the spine.

"Wilson, order to go down..."

Before Jing Jia could finish her sentence, Leng Lintian turned the gun head, and the muzzle of the gun forced his head: "I don't need you, I will kill myself."

Jing Jiaren's hands clasped her palms tightly, and she almost lost her figure and knelt down.

"Leng Lintian, don't mess around!"

Her throat was clogged, and she began to speak incompletely.

Leng Lintian looked crazy, as if he would knock on the wrench at any time and hit himself.

Is his nerves out of order...

"Don't you want to kill me?" His sexy voice escaped from his thin lips.

She was just scaring him, how could she really let someone kill him?

It's impossible even to hurt him...

Jing Jiaren's determination was also disguised, but she just didn't want to get entangled with him anymore.

"Beauty, you are my wife, in the past, now, and in the future," he smiled, "Even if you die, you can only be engraved on my tombstone!"

The devastating proclamation resounded, and the church was terribly silent.

"Leng Lintian, I told you not to mess around!"

Jing Jiaren took off her veil and was about to rush towards him.

Leng Lintian put the muzzle of the gun against his head, and said coldly: "Before you choose me, don't come here."

"..."

"Unless you choose me, unless you let me die." There was a gloomy look in his eyes, "I died at your wedding... a blood sacrifice. Even if I die, you will remember me forever?"

Jing Jiaren really wanted to slap him and wake him up.

"Is it worth dying for a woman like me?"

"I can't even get a woman like you..." He smiled triumphantly, "What are you doing alive?"

He is actually very envious of Ximen Longting, he has enough...

A loyal servant, a mother who protected him to death, a woman who was devoted to him, and a pair of sons!