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

Dong Gongzi stood up straight, suddenly stopped laughing and became very serious——

"If I say Mr. Simon can't come back, what will you do?"

Jing Jiaren's mind was dizzy, and she almost couldn't stand up: "What did you say?"

"If Mr. Simon can't come back, never..."

"Pa", Jing Jiaren rose up and slapped Donggong Ziche's face so fast that no one saw how she struck.

"If there is any accident with Ximen Longting, I will let you be buried with him." Jing Jiaren was about to rush towards him fiercely, and two guards standing close to him stood in front of Donggong Ziche, preventing Jing Jiaren from getting closer.

"It seems that none of you are as good as a woman. You are so slow to react, haven't you eaten breakfast?" Dong Gongziche flashed a leisurely smile again, "Get out of the way."

The two attendants withdrew, and Jing Jiaren slapped him again.

Dong Gongzi's eyes trembled: "Your Highness, you are really quick."

Jing Jiaren took a step forward, holding an extra lady's silver pistol in her hand, and pressed it against Donggong Ziche's chest: "If something happens to Ximen Longting, are you here to be buried with him?"

"Ha, hahahaha..." Donggong Ziche suddenly burst into inexplicable laughter.

"Donggong Ziche, don't think I dare not do anything to you!"

"Miss Jing," Wilson finally said, "Mr. Donggong just said that the young master is on his way back. I don't think he's lying?"

Jing Jiaren looked at him bitterly: "Is it true?"

"What do you say?"

"Donggong Ziche, are you here to ask for a beating?"

Dong Gongzi's eyes darkened: "That's right, I'm here to ask for a beating. If I don't want to, do you think you can touch a hair of mine?"

As he spoke, he had already strangled Jing Jiaren's wrist...

Just the right amount of force, not too heavy to make Jing Jiaren hurt, and just enough to make her drop the pistol.

Dong Gongzi kicked the pistol away with one kick, and the attendant behind him picked it up.

"I wouldn't advise a lady to play with a pistol, it's too dangerous."

"Don't worry about it! When will Ximen Longting come back?" Jing Jiaren asked with sharp eyes.

"It's coming soon, what's the rush." ​​After a pause, Dong Gongzi took a deep look at her, "I thought he wouldn't come back, and you would faint from fright, or at least cry until you were unconscious. Your feelings It's not that deep either."

This bastard!

The corners of Jing Jiaren's mouth curled up, and she said flatly, "I believe he will come back."

"Oh?"

"If I live, he will live. This is our agreement." Jing Jiaren gave him a deep look, "How can a person like you who has no love and no faith in his heart understand?"

"..."

To be honest, just now when Jing Jiaren thought that Ximen Longting really couldn't come back, she almost fainted.But after all, she and Ximen Longting have gone through so many storms, and she was prepared in advance. If there is any accident with Ximen Longting, she will accompany him and never let him be alone.

"You are such a different woman." Dong Gongzi caressed her face thoughtfully, "This, just take it as an apology."

Jing Jiaren was surprised, did Donggong Ziche really come here deliberately to ask for a beating?

"Why, don't you invite me to sit at your house and have a cup of tea?" Dong Gongziche said so, and he was already striding forward, "I have had a hard journey this way."

Jing Jiaren looked at his back, unwilling to take another look at the circling fighter planes...