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

"Compared with Master Ximen?"

"It's a different type, and it's also very handsome. I don't think it's bad at all... I prefer someone like Master Ximen, who is domineering. But if it's in real life, it's still like Shang Yanxuan (Leng Aofeng). Master Ximen Not everyone can hold it."

All the girls are immersed in fantasies about Shang Yanxuan.

What kind of handsomeness would it be to be able to rival such handsome two men?

It's just unimaginable.

"Cousin Jiaren is so lucky, all the good things in this world are taken care of by her."

"This is preferential treatment for being beautiful. If you are not satisfied, go for plastic surgery." A boy replied frivolously.

"Hou Ziye! You don't even look in the mirror to see what you look like!"

The boy named Hou Ziye suddenly dodged, took all the photos on the table away, and ran forward quickly, together with the crooked handbag.

All the girls were anxious and chased after the boy and shouted desperately.

Hou Ziye ran very fast, and turned out all the photos in the handbag, admiring them while whistling to the girl behind.

"Hou Ziye, you are too much! The photo is still here!"

"Waiting Midnight—"

So those elders who were chatting suddenly saw the children rushing recklessly, and one of the uncles didn't have time to avoid it, and hit the ground straight.

Some photos flew up in the air, and the goddess scattered flowers.

The photos were blown by the wind and scattered everywhere, and many elders saw the photos——

One of the more dignified uncles is a big brother among these relatives. He has a high seniority and is rigid. He picked up the photos on the ground and saw Jing Jiaren hugging two men one after another. not good.

"What's the matter with you all? How old are you and you are still reckless! What is this, who is this man?!"

"Uncle, this is Cousin Jiaren's ex-husband—"

At this moment, rows of bodyguard cars engraved with royal roses drove from a distance.

Ximen Longting sent Che Quanaicheng to search everywhere for Jing Jiaren's whereabouts...

As Jing Jiaren's relatives, these people will naturally not let go of the den, and all the rooms will be thoroughly checked.

Soon, the bodyguard car stopped in front of the grass, and the bodyguards in suits and leather shoes came down.

"What's going on here? It's Master Ximen's bodyguard..."

"Hasn't he already left Aicheng, is he going to invite us to a banquet again?"

There were still some photos scattered here and there on the ground. The sudden visit of these bodyguards left them defenseless, and they dared not respond for a while.

The head of bodyguards walked in front in a row, walking in a military posture. When he stepped on one of the photos, he frowned and looked at it, then bent down to pick it up.

In the photo, Leng Lintian and Jing Jiaren stood in front of the stream, with one arm around her waist, a few clusters of wild flowers, and a breeze.

"Master Leng?"

As Ximen Longting's right-hand bodyguard, of course he has seen and recognized Leng Lintian.

This is the man the master avoids the most. He actually came to Aicheng and was with his wife.

"This photo... who took it."

"I, I, we don't know...we didn't shoot anyone."

Seeing that there were still some scattered on the ground, the manager raised his right hand, and the bodyguards behind him stepped forward in neat steps to pick up the photos.

"I have some more here." Some girls rushed to send the photos as if throwing a hot potato, for fear of being involved in a dispute between a wealthy family.