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

A family of three ate and chatted while soaking in hot springs.

The big black bear also waited for food soon——

SUN's team came with barrels of barbecue, and fed them piece by piece with a special long fork.

The big black bear ate slowly, enjoying the dignity of being served.

Jing Jiaren leaned against Ximen Longting's arms, playing with the water on the other side of the big bear.

With the big bear's broad back as a natural barrier, blocking the sight of all bodyguards, this place has become a private domain.

Miaoman's snowflakes were flying, and Jing Jiaren kissed his forehead: "Ximen Longting..."

"Say."

"I don't want to forgive Master Ximen or analyze his heart because of sympathy. I know you are not happy to mention him, but I hope to take back your rights from him. I hope you still Sit in the king's seat and wear your own crown." Jing Jiaren was afraid that he would interrupt, so she finished speaking in one breath.

Ximen Longting's eyes flickered, staring at her closely, waiting for her to speak.

"My original intention is to want you to be happy..."

"So, if you will be unhappy when you mention Master Ximen, then I will never mention him again."

"You will be happy with such an ordinary life, then we will live an ordinary life."

"only……"

Jing Jiaren clasped his five fingers tightly, "Don't you feel wronged?"

"Wronged?" Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes lazily, and imprisoned her in his arms, domineering and exclusive.

"Well, you lost everything because of me..."

"Jing Jiaren, as long as I have you, I don't care about anything!"

His voice echoed in the night...

He'd said it many times before, even if he "had nothing"...and now it's finally come true.

Jing Jiaren nodded in his arms: "Then I understand."

Ximen Longting raised his red lips: "Understand what?"

"I will walk through this financial crisis with you. No matter what kind of life we ​​are facing, I... respect your choice."

Ximen Longting has a noble aura all over his body...

Wen Yan covered her lips with a soft and short kiss.

The tips of the noses meet.

His breath sprayed on her face: "No matter who I am, you just have to remember one thing - I won't let you suffer."

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Jing Jiaren walked down the spiral white wooden stairs, passed through the carved railings, and saw Ximen Longting sitting in the center of the sofa, and all the servants lined up in the atrium.

Wilson sent someone to pay these servants...

Thick envelope, months of severance pay in addition to salary.

These servants have been following Ximen Longting for many years, and almost everywhere he goes will move in large numbers.

"My lord, I don't want to leave, we don't have a home..."

"That's right, the place where the young master stays is home, where are we going to live?"

"My lord, please intercede for us."

With a stern face, Wilson said sharply, "You should have saved a lot of savings while working in the young master's hands. It should be enough for a normal life."

There was a strong sense of depression in the air, and several servants were sobbing on their shoulders, and did not dare to make a sound while crying.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, she didn't expect the economic crisis to be more serious than she imagined.Even these servants close to him are going to be dismissed?

It is conceivable that all the other bodyguards were removed.