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

That car is a women's Ferrari.

Ximen Longting was noncommittal, and opened the car door: "I suggest that you consider where to eat lunch is more practical."

Jing Jiaren got into the car discouraged. She repeatedly told herself to be magnanimous, but she was still very uncomfortable.

Ximen Longting quickly sat in the driver's seat, stretched out his hand, and fastened her seat belt: "Cultivate a good habit."

Jing Jiaren said annoyedly, "What on earth does she mean? She's like a stalker."

"You are a woman, you should understand her mind better."

"I'm not going to follow men." Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, "Besides, I'm absolutely not interested in married men."

Resolutely don't be a third party who meddles in other people's families.

Ximen Longting sat down firmly, put on his seat belt, and turned on the car video.

"Going to eat seafood?"

Jing Jiaren turned her face away: "I don't want to eat."

"Chinese food?"

"Not interested in."

"Sichuan restaurant." Ximen Longting asked as he drove the car out patiently.

Jing Jiaren looked at the traffic outside the window and didn't speak for a while.

At the traffic light, the big hand turned her face away: "Jing Jiaren, you are not happy."

This time it was affirmative, and it was useless to deny it.

Jing Jiaren said sullenly, "Why do you always change the subject when talking about that woman?"

The corners of Ximen Longting's mouth curled up wickedly, and he smiled maliciously: "Because I'm unhappy waiting for you."

Jing Jiaren realized that she had been tricked, and suddenly raised her hand and slapped him on the shoulder: "Bad guy."

"Continue to pretend to be magnanimous if you have the ability," Ximen Longting said mockingly, pursing his lips, "See how long you can bear without talking about her..."

"I've been talking about it." I just chose to avoid the important tone.

"I don't like you being brave in front of me. If you want to know anything, I will tell you as long as you ask."

Jing Jiaren stretched her eyebrows and asked, "Don't you think I'm annoying like this?"

"I like you annoying!"

Jing Jiaren's smile was overflowing: "Then, what kind of woman is she?"

"How do I know? I'm not interested in getting acquainted."

"I heard her voice very familiar yesterday... Do you know that woman?"

Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes: "I have no impression."

"How tall is she and what are her features? Is she fat or thin? Is she beautiful?" Jing Jiaren almost got a drawing board and asked Ximen Longting to draw it.

He glanced at her with the corner of his eyes: "I don't know."

"Why don't you know?"

"I didn't even look her in the face."

Jing Jiaren believed that Ximen Longting really didn't pay attention to that woman, he had always been so defiant.Immediately, my heart was full of joy.

"It's too much for you to treat your speculator like this." Jing Jiaren smiled.

"Laugh if you want to, don't hold back." Ximen Longting removed her mask.

The corners of Jing Jiaren's mouth raised, her smile hadn't formed yet——

"Didi, Baba!"

In the ear, the arrogant trumpet sounded continuously.

Obviously the road is clear.

Jing Jiaren subconsciously looked out the window, and the red Ferrari was driving side by side, with the hood open, and the woman in the driver's seat was wearing black glasses, a purple lace tube top dress, and a big wavy hair. The long hair is styled on the right, sexy and charming.

The woman ignored Jing Jiaren's existence and blew a kiss in the direction of Ximen Longting.

Purple nails, blue butterflies embroidered on the back of the hand, as if about to fly out.

It is as if the thick clouds are blown away, covering the beauty of the sky and the sun.