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

Obviously caring so much, but they want to torture each other?

It's been a long time since Jing Jiaren has traveled such a long distance. She is a little tired, mainly because of the cold. The manor is so big, and the wind blows everywhere, making it chilly.

Although the upper body was covered with a suit jacket, the skirt on the lower body was still thin.

And she's very hungry...

After eating something in a hurry early in the morning, Leng Lintian took him to Macau, and was interrupted by Ximen Longting during lunch, and when he arrived in City B, it was already past dinner time.

In order not to let herself think about the feeling of hunger and cold, Jing Jiaren kept talking to the bodyguard halfway through.

"What's going on there?" Jing Jiaren asked.

The bodyguard took a look: "It is said that the young master is building a new courtyard."

"A new courtyard?"

"I don't know the details. I just heard that there are too many organs and secret passages in this castle, and the danger index is very high... So, I will build a new courtyard for you to live in."

"Live for me?" Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows slightly.

Not far from the castle, there was originally an orchard, but now it has been dug and a house is being built.

In a few days, the frame of the house has been laid... But because it is in the shadow of the night, I can't see its appearance clearly.

But Jing Jiaren guessed that with Ximen Longting's speed, it wouldn't take long to complete the construction.

Suddenly, there was a surge in my cold heart.

Originally, he had also considered the issue of secret passages in the agency, so after she escaped, did he immediately start building a new residence for her?

No, Jing Jiaren, he just built a new birdcage for you.

……

How could Jing Jiaren know that after Ximen Longting returned to the manor, he had been standing on the terrace waiting anxiously.

Seeing her come back "talking and laughing" with the bodyguard, the hostility on her face became a little scary.

Jing Jiaren was taken all the way into the lobby on the third floor.

Ximen Longting was sitting on the dark blue sofa, with his legs crossed, a cigarette in his hand, and his expression was indescribably cloudy.

Jing Jiaren glanced at his eyes between his slender fingers, frowned, and said nothing.

After Ximen Longting's "punishment", Jing Jiaren has indeed found her "position", and will no longer do "overreaching" things like she did in the hospital.

A handsome man is so charming no matter what his posture is.

Even the appearance of swallowing clouds and fog has fascinated the servant...

"Who put the coat on for her?" His cold eyes fell on Jing Jiaren's shoulders.

The male coat stung his eyes.

A bodyguard stood up from the queue and bowed his head: "Master, it's me."

Ximen Longting squinted his eyes, stood up abruptly, and walked leisurely in front of the bodyguard.

The soot in his hand was long, and it was about to fall to the ground...

The bodyguard reminded in a low voice: "Master, your cigarette."

Ximen Longting grinned cruelly, flicked the cigarette ash, and landed on his shiny leather shoes.

"Dirty, what do you say?"

"I'll wipe it off for you..."

The bodyguard squatted down, stretched out his sleeves, and was about to polish his leather shoes.

Ximen Longting raised his leg and kicked him in front of him hard. The bodyguard fell backwards, with a red shoe print on his face and nosebleeds all over his face.

This step was not light, and the nasal bone might be broken!

"I asked you to walk with her, but I didn't allow you to chat and laugh with her... and also take care of the flower protectors."

His voice rang coldly in the hall.

All the bodyguards lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.