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

"The young master Leng is probably a step late," Ximen Longying said regretfully, "She ran away from my brother just the night before yesterday."

"Run away?" Leng Lintian curled his lips in amusement, not surprised.

It's just that the interest in Jing Jiaren has grown stronger.What ability does this woman have to escape from Ximen Longting's grasp again and again.

He suddenly got up from the bed, picked up the nightgown and put it on his body, and walked towards Ximen Longying.

Her hands were still tied and she couldn't stand up at all.

"What... what do you want to do? Be bold!"

Leng Lintian smiled lazily: "What are you afraid of, maybe you are also afraid that I will fail to touch you?"

Ximen Longying remained silent.

He knelt down and picked up her chin: "tell me, where did she escape to?"

"how could I know?"

"Don't you know?" Leng Lintian snapped, "You are so concerned about Jing Jiaren's 'safety' and always want to put him to death, how could you not know where she went?"

"I really don't know this time, my brother started to guard against me..."

"I can make a deal with you," Leng Lintian interrupted coldly, "You help me get Jing Jiaren, and I will let you get Leng Aofeng."

Ximen Longying was startled, and stared at him questioningly.

"If I marry Jing Jia, are you afraid that someone will compete with you?"

"You want to marry Jing Jiaren, why?"

Leng Lintian opened the bed cabinet and took out two beige invitation cards.

Beautiful design, opens with a fresh scent...

"This is the first batch of invitations printed. You are the first guest I invite," Leng Lintian opened in front of her, with the names of Leng Lintian and Jing Jiaren written on it. The wedding date is scheduled for December 12th Christmas, wedding venue to be determined.

He wants to marry her, it is inevitable.

No one can stop his determination.

Ximen Longying smiled funnyly: "Young Master Leng, you may not be overly confident. You have already set the date of marriage before anyone is caught."

"One is to invite you, and the other is to invite Master Ximen."

He opened her coat and pressed the two invitation cards to her chest.

Ximen Longying struggled with her hands: "Let go of me, untie me."

"You haven't considered my proposal yet." He pinched Ximen Longying's chin, "cooperate with me, and I won't treat you badly. Not only will it help you get Leng Aofeng, but it will also let him get the other half of the Leng family's property."

Ximen Longying couldn't understand now: "Why did you do this?"

"This is my agreement with Jing Jiaren."

If it wasn't for Ximen Longting's surprise attack, Jing Jiaren would probably be his wife now.

"A promise with Jing Jiaren?"

"Second Miss Ximen," Leng Lintian put away the smile on the corner of his mouth and became dangerous, "Now let's talk about it, where did she escape? You don't have the capital to trade with me. If I give you the opportunity, you want cherish."

Ximen Longying's mind turned quickly, regardless of whether what Leng Lintian said was true or not—now Mr. Ximen is unreliable.

She is not as powerful as Ximen Longting, if Ximen Longting finds Jing Jiaren first, she will fall short.

Ximen Longying replied: "I heard that she left with a friend this time. That friend is Wen Xinnuan, who immigrated to Colombia with a beautiful woman a few years ago."

Of course, this was the news intercepted by her cronies when Ximen Longting was investigating.

When Ximen Longting knew about Jing Jiaren's whereabouts, it meant that Ximen Longying would also know immediately.