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

"Leng Lintian, it's really not suitable for you to get angry."

Jing Jiaren said abruptly, "It's not suitable to get drunk."

Like she wasn't fit to plead with him under his breath.

They are all out of nature...

Leng Lintian's body was bent, his head was hanging down, keeping a close distance, the smell of alcohol was constantly spraying, and he was breathing heavily.

"Actually, it's not that difficult to face yourself." She raised her hand, holding the gift box, "This is what I gave you."

"..."

"A belated New Year's gift."

Leng Lintian twitched the corner of his mouth, looked hopelessly, grabbed the gift, turned around and walked a few steps, then slumped back to the chair.

The wine bottle that had been kicked by his foot was rolling and rumbling.

The gift box was thrown coldly on the table.

"go out."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, I warn you, don't blame me for being rude if you don't go out again!" Leng Lintian's eyes were cold.

"I'll go." Jing Jiaren saw two unopened bottles of wine, picked them up and held them in her hand.

Leng Lintian still had half a bottle of wine in hand, the cork had been pulled out, and the smell of wine was evaporating from the mouth.

Jing Jiaren reached out to grab it, but Leng Lintian held it in his hand first: "Don't worry about it!"

"Really? Then why do you always try to save me?"

Jing Jiaren grabbed the other end of the wine bottle, she was never afraid of him: "Leng Lintian, look at the drunkard you are now, it really doesn't look like you..."

"Then what I look like is me!"

"Nothing will trouble you, as long as you want to do...you can do the best."

Jing Jiaren paused with a smile on her lips, "Like an omnipotent god."

omnipotent god?

Is this sarcasm?

"You can save me from death so many times, aren't you omnipotent or something?"

Leng Lintian stared at her annoyed and helpless, facing a pair of sincere and clear eyes.

No cheating, no scheming, no rancour...

Yes, just the most frank concern for him.

The darkness somewhere in Leng Lintian's heart is slowly dissipating, and the moist black soil seems to be sprouting.

He looked away stiffly.

"If you don't let go, I will take back the gift."

"..."

Jing Jiaren tugged twice, and found that his hand became loose, and she finally snatched half a bottle of wine.

For Yu Jingjia, what she won over was not just a bottle of wine——

Or Leng Lintian's depravity, giving up, willing to indulge himself!

His persistent hand finally let go.

Jing Jiaren's smile evoked: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

It was so easy to walk into his world and leave it so easily.

The sound of the door closing softly.

Leng Lintian sat dejectedly, twitching the corners of his mouth.Jing Jiaren, you have the guts to come to my side, but you dare not stay any longer!

If you have the guts to come, don't leave... Since you chose to leave, why did you come back to provoke him.

"Damn it." He slammed his fist on the table. If she didn't come, she would replace Leng Jiaren, it might be fine for him to just live in his dream like this.

Why do you want to come back to seduce the demon in his body, let him regain hope... and ruthlessly blame her, let his last thread collapse.

And now, what does Jing Jiaren mean by doing all this? Is he so easy to be fooled in the palm of his hand?

Leng Lintian fiddled with the bow on the gift box, his hands were as heavy as a thousand catties.

Didn't she know that every time he let go of her, it was a self-immolation.How much effort would such a decision take him?