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

Ximen Longting's eyelashes were thick and long, and he fell into a coma.

Jing Jiaren gently wiped his beautiful eyes, nose, eyebrows...

Wipe away the blood stains around his mouth.

He was injured, but he didn't let anyone take care of him, and he hasn't taken a bath until now—of course, the wound didn't allow him to touch water.

But he hadn't even been scrubbed, and his body exuded a strong smell of blood, which was a bit stinky.

Jing Jiaren fetched a basin of water again, and unbuttoned his clothes...

Help him scrub his whole body clean, and ask the servant to bring over the clean clothes.

Jing Jiaren wiped her sweat. He was so heavy and the wound couldn't move around, it was difficult to take off his clothes.

While tossing, a hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Feeling his strength, Jing Jiaren moved her whole body...

He woke up.

Did he read it wrong? She was taking care of him!

He actually woke up 5 minutes ago, he smelled her breath, and that lingering smell pulled him and woke him up from the darkness.

He wanted to be addicted forever, but he was afraid that this was just a once-in-a-lifetime dream.

"It's you." His deep voice echoed in her ears, "Jing Jiaren, is it you!"

Jing Jiaren was startled.

"Are you taking care of me?"

"You're in shock." Jing Jiaren immediately distanced herself, her voice flattened, "Your mouth smells like blood, please rinse your mouth."

"..."

"Help him rinse his mouth."

Jing Jiaren broke away from his hand and moved away from the bed.

The servant was holding a water glass, and as soon as he approached it, the water glass was knocked over...

He sneered and said, "Don't you care about me? Why did you come to see me in the middle of the night?"

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips tightly.

"While I was drowsy, that's why you took care of me secretly? Knowing that you can't see people like this, aren't you afraid that your king will be unhappy?!"

"You're thinking too much!" Jing Jiaren said seriously, "I just came here to see your remains after hearing the news that you died."

"Uh..." the servant said hesitantly, "You just went into shock for 5 minutes without heartbeat or breathing. We really thought you were dead."

"My husband is not at home tonight, so if you really die, I have to think about what to do with this corpse." Jing Jiaren hardened her heart, "Also, your smell is too strong, so I came here If you stand for a while, you will be unbearably smoked."

"..."

"This house is stinky, I don't even want to come in!"

"..."

"Besides, your stomach problem is very serious, which caused you to cough up blood and go into shock." Jing Jiaren stared at him fixedly, "If you don't eat in the future, I'm afraid you will really die someday."

"Aren't you happy that I'm dead?"

"As I said, I don't want the prey I get to die immediately, because——my revenge on you has just begun."

Ximen Longting's lips curled up strangely.

Originally, he thought that he was not afraid of her revenge.I would rather be hated by her than forget myself.

But if her revenge is related to other men, there will be no room for the slightest bit of sand in his eyes.

He absolutely cannot tolerate her marrying someone else, climbing into another man's big bed, and bearing children for him.

And now, Jing Jiaren has done it all - just the last step.

She could not wait to show him her happiness, and tortured his unhappiness with her happiness.

For Ximen Longting, the cruelest thing is undoubtedly the woman he loves deeply, who is willing to shoot him with a gun...

That bullet hole may remain in his heart forever.