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

Fortunately, there are stairs leading directly to the first floor on this terrace, Jing Jiaren quickly went down the stairs: "Wait a minute."

As soon as Ximen Longting stepped on the accelerator, the sports car whizzed by, and Jing Jiaren was seen in the rearview mirror quickly chasing him down.

He frowned, his heart ached, and he remembered what the woman said to Wen Xinnuan just now——

Love also plays tricks.

It turned out that she had been playing with him between applause.She has a high emotional intelligence, and he, although he has had countless women, this is the first time in his relationship, he is a love idiot.

With a sharp turn of the steering wheel, the sports car flicked its tail like a drunk on the street and almost hit the light pole.

Jing Jiaren stood in the front yard in disappointment, and he left despite seeing her.

Damn it, tell him when he comes back at night?She really didn't want to ask him!

At this moment, bright headlights shot over, Jing Jiaren raised her hand to cover her eyes, and saw Ximen Longting driving the car back again.

The window glass of the driver's seat was slowly knocked down.

Showing the man's resolute and cold side face.

Since she chased him out, he would give her a chance to listen to her explanation and apology for what she just said.Even if he knew that she was playing tricks again, he could bear it.

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip and coughed: "You just came back, are you leaving again?"

"..."

"I have one thing I want your help with. My friend is the lady you met just now. Her name is Wen Xinnuan. She is very pitiful. Her husband drove her out of the house without letting her see her son. , and partnered with the mistress to abuse her son." Jing Jiaren finished in one breath, "I hope you can help her."

Ximen Longting glanced at Jing Jiaren with sharp eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She didn't come to apologize!

"With your rights, it should be easy to help my friend earn back the custody of his son." Jing Jiaren didn't know that Luo Lei was the leader of the drug dealer, so she thought that Ximen Longting could do it with just a phone call.

Ximen Longting smiled coldly, tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, and looked at Jing Jiaren with cold, strange and terrifying eyes.

Jing Jiaren clasped her palms: "How about it, you have such great power, can such a small matter trouble you?"

"If I hear you right, you're begging me for help."

"..."

"But your attitude doesn't show any sincerity in asking me." Ximen Longting's face was now in the shadows inside the car.

"It's as simple as making a phone call, and you still want me to beg you?"

"Jing Jiaren, who gave you your arrogant and arrogant capital?" Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes, "I really think you are the most beautiful in the world, and there is no woman more attractive than you in this world?"

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, she had never said such a thing.

"What I just said...is not aimed at you, but to help my friend."

Without such a thought, how could she say such a thing?

"Excessive self-confidence is conceited. I think you have been locked up for a long time, sitting on the sky, narrow and old-fashioned."

Ximen Longting rolled up a handsome smile: "It's okay, I'll show you what a gorgeous world is soon."

"What do you mean?"

Ximen Longting turned away coldly, ready to start the engine.

Jing Jiaren stood there cold all over. She came to ask him for help, not to seek humiliation.

She turned around and wanted to leave, but when she thought of Wen Xinru and poor Bill: "I'll ask you last, whether you will help or not."