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

Ximen Longting turned his head angrily like a domineering lion, frowning in displeasure.

funny!Will he cry at the wedding?

"Jing Jiaren, I will show you what happens when you underestimate me!"

"Hmph~" Jing Jiaren glared back at him, "When you are marrying me, don't even have red eyes!"

"..."

Outside the window, heavy snow was flying like feathers.

Hundreds of fighter jets appeared in the sky...

That's right, hundreds of them!

Rare in history.

These fighters form a dense heart shape for a while, and form a strange "2b" shape for a while.

It seems to be confessing, and it seems to be scolding.

The town is not big in the first place, so many fighter jets appeared, forming a cloud of planes, it was a scene of an air crash.

Most of the people in the town panicked, are they going to fight? !

Here, Wilson received the news and immediately knocked on the door to report...

Standing in front of the window, Jing Jiaren's face changed drastically when she saw those planes appearing.

Leng Lintian's person?No way, he wants to arrest people, so he doesn't need to do such useless things as sending boxes.

"Young master, we have seen it with binoculars. Those fighter planes are all engraved with the rose flower logo."

"Qiangwei?" Jing Jiaren said in surprise, "Isn't this the symbol of the Ximen family?"

"Yes." Wilson bowed his head respectfully.

It seems that Master Ximen sent someone... to silence him?

Jing Jiaren held Ximen Longting's hand, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, every time happiness came, it was followed by catastrophe.

A whole piece of fighter jets flew in the sky, and did not shoot bullets and exchange fire.

I saw a fighter jet swooping down like an eagle, about to stop on the snow.

"Master, do you want to shoot it down?" Wilson asked.

"Farewell, Mr. Ximen may just come to arrest people," Jing Jiaren said, "If we fire first, we are clearly against him."

With Ximen Longting's current power, he can't beat Master Ximen at all.

Ximen Longting probably also had the same thought, his eyes narrowed, and there was an icy chill in his eyes.

The fighter jet landed arrogantly, causing snowflakes to splash.

The door of the butterfly wing opened upwards, and 4 fully armed bodyguards got out of the car, wearing armor caps and holding sniper rifles in their hands.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of calves emerged from the car door, and they couldn't step on the pedals.

"Hey (#`o′), don't help me yet!"

A bodyguard immediately squatted down with his back facing up.

I saw Sun stepping down the stairs on the back of the bodyguard, and jumped onto the snow, landing handsomely.

Jing Jiaren couldn't believe it——

Sun was wearing a handsome dark green army coat, an armor cap, and a pair of brown boots.

With both hands clasped behind his back, he walked forward in style.

The 4 bodyguards followed suit behind him.

Sun turned his face upwards, imitating Ximen Longting's usual walking tone, that king's demeanor, that possession.

I have to admit that his poss is very handsome.

Suddenly, he stepped on a pit in the snow, fell gorgeously, and buried his face in the pit.

The two bodyguards fainted from fright, quickly pulled the little ancestor out of the snow, and patted the snowflakes on his body: "Young master, are you alright?"

"Tell me—is it okay if I fell on the ground——you also drop one and show me—" Sun stomped his feet angrily.