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

At a banquet, guests gather.

Gong Zihua disappeared, and Jing Jiaren sent people to look for it everywhere...

Ximen Longting was surrounded by relatives, whenever a woman came forward to flatter him, he would lighten the ring on his hand calmly to prove that he was married.

There were quite a few blind women who couldn't see such a big ring, and they all rushed towards him.

Ximen Longting lowered his eyes and turned the ring with his hand. Is this movement enough for these blind men to see clearly?

Could it be that he wants to change to a big brick wedding ring?

If Jing Jiaren hadn't told him not to get angry at the wedding, he would have lost his temper a long time ago.

Cheap perfume, cheap smell, kept rushing towards him.

Ximen Longting endured a lot of patience so as not to have an attack.Enough to give her face?

It's just that this damn woman disappeared in the blink of an eye?

Let her stay close to him, there are so many people in such a mess, she should not have any accidents, otherwise he will really lose his temper!

"Wilson, go find her."

Ximen Longting shook his wine glass and circled around to another group of guests who came forward to toast with him.

How did all this shit happen to him?Damn it!

Suddenly there was commotion in one corner.

Out of the corner of Ximen Longting's eyes, he saw Jing Jiaren's figure. When she fell, a corner of her long skirt fell through the crowd.

Ximen Longting's expression changed, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground.

Pushing away the person in front of him, he rushed over with his long legs...

Jing Jiaren fell to the ground, and the crown suddenly split in two and fell to the ground.

Wearing a crown on her head for a long time, it suddenly opened, causing a dull pain in her head, which she couldn't bear for a while.

Rubbing her head, she stared at the crown in front of her feet.

opened……?

Ximen Longting has thought of countless ways, sought countless experts, and tried all kinds of keys, but the crown is so stubborn that he will not move at all.

Now it's taken out of nowhere.

"Jing Jiaren!"

Ximen Longting pushed away the person, rushed in front of her, knelt down on one leg and leaned over to hold her hand.

"Who dares to push you down? I'll let her lie on the ground and never get up!!!"

One sentence shocked the audience.

The church suddenly became very quiet...

"No one pushes me down..."

"Are you a pig? You can't walk steadily? You fell down? Is your foot not suitable? Who told you to run around!" Ximen Longting held her foot and checked, "Where is it twisted, I will hug you To the lounge?"

"No..." Jing Jiaren held his shoulder, "The crown suddenly opened, and it came off... Ximen Longting, didn't you notice it?"

The man's resolute back gave a hard meal.

Jing Jiaren stared at her seriously, and pointed her finger: "No more."

Ximen Longting's jaw was tense, his eyes were inexplicably wrapped in thick fog, and he touched her head with his hand.

"Has the crown been taken off?" He murmured like a sleepwalker.

"Um……"

"The crown has been taken off!"

"Yes……"

"Jing Jiaren...how did you do it?" A fierce and powerful embrace hugged her tightly, "Jing Jiaren, you're back!"

Isn't Jing Jiaren wearing a crown Jing Jiaren?

Jing Jiaren laughed speechlessly in his arms, and heard him repeat like a repeater, you are back, my Jing Jiaren is back...

The guests in the hall didn't know why, and they all looked this way.

Ximen Longting kissed her head fiercely, little by little, falling on her forehead, the tip of her nose...

The turbulent kiss blocked her lips, his body convulsed slightly with excitement, and his lips trembled.