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

Ximen Longting raised her chin, and the red pupils deeply hit her eyes.

Jing Jiaren was crying uncontrollably...

Ximen Longting wiped the tears on her cheeks: "Let me be a Ximen Longting who listens to you, isn't it good? Do whatever you want me to do..."

"Not good," Jing Jiaren shouted hoarsely, "Is that different from falling in love with a cold robot? What about you, you promise a Jing Jiaren who will listen to you?"

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"I don't have my own ideas at all. I do everything you want. Would you like me like that?"

The more Ximen Longting wiped, the more tears she shed. Wilson handed over the towel: "Master, I hope you think twice."

This is more painful than dying.

Ximen Longting took the towel and wiped her tears: "You all think I'm making a choice, but in fact, I'm not."

Jing Jiaren's eyes were gloomy, and tears rolled down unconsciously.

"It's all me... If I didn't come down rashly, you will fall into his trap and be used by him... It's all me, I have always been self-righteous, I can do whatever I want, and in the end I want you to clean up the mess... Ximen Long Ting, it's all me!"

Jing Jiaren's body was weak, as if her soul had been sucked out, she didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Ximen Longting watched her squat down, grabbed her shoulders, and helped her onto the sofa.

Jing Jiaren leaned softly on the sofa: "It's all my fault, Ximen Longting, you can punish me however you want... just don't abandon me, don't want me."

While Jing Jiaren was talking, tears kept coming down, and it was useless for Ximen Longting to wipe it off.

"It's too late to say this now." Ximen Longting raised his voice forcefully, "It's too late for you to realize what you did wrong."

Jing Jiaren grabbed Ximen Longting's arm begging for help: "You won't come down without any preparation, will you?"

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"You must have made some preparations too... Aren't you looking at the computer these days? What's your plan?" Jing Jiaren felt as if her heart was blocked by a big stone, "Tell me, you will rescue us." Yes. Ximen Longting, you have always been so powerful."

"..."

"Say it, say it!"

Ximen Longting nodded: "I will try my best, don't worry."

Seeing his expression like this, Jing Jiaren burst into tears faster, like a spring rushing out desperately.

Ximen Longting held her icy hand and put it on his lips and kissed: "Are you still crying? If there is anything, I will solve it."

"You're just comforting me... If you had a solution, you must have told me a long time ago, and you wouldn't drag it until now..." Jing Jiaren pulled her lips and smiled, with tears streaming into her mouth, "You You have been procrastinating not to tell me, just want to tell me together after you find a way out, so that I don't have to worry about it?"

A hand towel was wiped wet. Ximen Longting never knew that this woman would cry so much.

He frowned, and Wilson brought another box of tissues.

Jing Jiaren wiped her nose vigorously, and soon, half a box of tissues turned into paper balls and threw them all over the floor.

Ximen Longting rubbed her head, never so helpless: "The Jing Jia I know is resourceful, not even afraid of death, let alone cry so miserably."

Jing Jiaren's eyes were empty, and she tilted her head on his shoulder: "I am not even afraid of death, but I am afraid that Ximen Longting will leave me."

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