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

"Ximen Longting, don't push me. You push me into a hurry, maybe there will be such a day."

If she really killed him, then she would be done. She also wanted to kill him.

Ximen Longting sneered sinisterly: "I look forward to that day. You torture me like this every day, it's better to understand me. Beauty, only you can end your torture..."

I love her so much that I'm torturing myself crazy.

He also wanted to end it and return to his life before he knew her!

"If I see you again, I will definitely not hesitate...kill you..."

After saying this, Jing Jiaren seemed to have exhausted her last strength, and threw the phone out abruptly.

Ximen Longting stood quietly, holding the disconnected mobile phone, maintaining the same posture for a long time.

This woman is so capable that she easily emptied his soul.

Wilson found Ximen Longting in the gym, and saw him bring all the fitness equipment in an almost masochistic way...

Sweat dripped like rain, soaking the carpet.

In the end he stopped at boxing.

Without gloves and knee pads, his knees and phalanges kept hitting the sandbags, and he tried his best to squeeze out the last bit of strength in his body.

[I'm pregnant...I'm pregnant...I'm pregnant...]

It was as if Jing Jiaren's voice had turned into an echo, constantly echoing in his ears...

【Take abortion pills... abortion pills... abortion pills...】

[I'm going to marry Leng Lintian... Married... Married...]

【I personally killed you...killed you...killed you...】

The whole world is spinning.

His lips were dry and cracked, sweat dripped across his resolute face, and the bones of his hands, which had been ground by sandbags, were covered with blood, and the skins of his hands were turned out, and his hands were covered with blood.

Finally another blow...

The sandbag shook dully, and a big hole was broken.

All the sand poured on the ground, and he didn't step on it firmly and fell to the ground hard.

His mind was shaking, as if seeing Jing Jiaren stood up in front of him, and stretched out his hand with a smile:

[You didn't hurt from the fall, did you? 】

He stretched out his hand to grab her, but when he clenched his hand, it was hot air.

What kind of magical power does she have that can make a person so addicted to love.Willing to degenerate and suffering in pain?

Ximen Longting gave a stern smile, and finally the circles around his eyes turned black, and he lost his intuition.

"Master! Master..." Wilson immediately called the doctor...

Jing Jiaren fell with her back mottled against the wall, curled up and hugged her knees for a long time.

Looking dully at the scars on the arm that have scabbed and healed——

Never forget those pains!

Find a razor blade in the sink, point it at the arm...

Blood dripped down her snow-white skin, and the pain meandered.

On Wen Xinnuan's side, Jing Jiacai left to make a phone call, and a servant came over with a broom and dustpan, cleaned up all the building blocks scattered on the ground, and prepared to throw them away.

Bill shook his head with a few building blocks in his arms: "No, no!"

This is a birthday present from Ma Ma to him, and it is his new favorite these days.

As long as he is free, he plays with these building blocks, makes different shapes, and then goes to his mother to ask for praise.

Wen Xinnuan heard that building blocks is good for children's intellectual development.

He will recognize colours, shapes, numbers...

Wen Xinnuan walked over and asked, "Why did you throw away Bill's building blocks?"

"I'm sorry, this is the young master's order."