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

Just now Jing Jiaren was emotional, sad and indignant, yelling at the phone, crying because of Leng Aofeng...

All kinds of things fell into the eyes of Ximen Longting.

So, without a word, he just looked at her silently.

"Pretty girl, think about it carefully, and I'll call you later. Or if you want to meet Leng Aofeng, you can talk to me." Jing's mother took advantage of the opportunity and hung up the line.

"Beep beep..."

The busy tone echoed in Jing Jiaren's ears.

Her hands hung down tiredly, and the phone fell to the ground.

"Ximen Longting, don't worry, I was not...I..." She didn't know what to say, she stretched out her hand a few steps forward, and hugged him.

Burying her head in his arms, she was very afraid that he would have a grudge in his heart.

The air was oppressed to death for a moment, and the silence made her terrified.

Ximen Longting, who doesn't get angry, doesn't talk, doesn't explode, makes her very scared.

"say something."

Ximen Longting's deep voice finally came: "You are crying."

"I just pity him."

"Jing Jiaren, how important is he in your heart... We were together before, but you kept lying to me because of him, and kept him in your world, lest I hurt a finger of him." What about him?When had she ever been so cautiously afraid.

"You have been guarding against me, afraid that I would harm him, but you just keep hurting me!"

"That's all in the past, now you come to settle the old score..."

It is said that when lovers quarrel, they will bring up old accounts from the past.

Especially Ximen Longting, such a narrow-minded Scorpio.

"Ximen Longting, if you're smart, you should know that they won't let me marry Leng Aofeng." Jing Jiaren grabbed his stiff hand, "otherwise, why would he be imprisoned in the laboratory and suffer inhuman torture?" ?”

"..."

"Also, the Donggong Ziche and Gong Zihua trained are the future successors. No matter what, Leng Aofeng will not be in his turn."

"Unfortunately, at least he is useful now—" Ximen Longting said hoarsely, "And I, with the blood of the Ximen family, not only have no value, but are also a thorn in their side!"

It's fine if you don't get treated by Papa Jing...

Now there is a biological father, Master Donggong, who still has a blood feud with the Ximen family.

Ximen Longting slowly pulled away her hand, picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and walked to the pile of parts.

Damn, he just thought the production was successful, and finally received the signal...

It was just the phone ringing.

He spent 2 days and got nothing done.

Ximen Longting ruthlessly kicked the parts at his feet flying, and was afraid that such a temper would frighten Jing Jiaren, so he tried his best to suppress it.

He's useless, so fucking useless!

"Don't do this. Their purpose is to hope that we will quarrel and separate...don't fall for it."

Ximen Longting was turning a small screwdriver, and accidentally slipped it on his hand, making a small cut.

"Don't do it, the tools are limited, and you can't do much."

Jing Jiaren knelt on the carpet beside him, held his hand, and sucked his injured finger.

Ximen Longting stared at her, wanting to get angry, but he had nowhere to vent his anger.

That stagnant fire was suffocating in his chest, ready to erupt at any moment——

"Are you going to see him?"

"..." Jing Jiaren's heart was in a mess, "Although it's selfish to say that, Leng Aofeng is really my relative."

It was impossible to see him live in such misery and ignore it.