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

No one cared about her life - except Shang Yanxuan.

After meeting Shang Yanxuan, he gave her all the love.Part father, part brother, part closest friend.

He was the one who made her laugh and moved her when she was sad and needed company most.

She used to think that they would live like this for the rest of their lives, but——

Suddenly, her eyelashes were moistened, and she muttered uncomfortably, her hands also scratching in the air.

A warm big one held hers, so strong and broad.

"Shang Yanxuan, why did you treat me like this?"

Ximen Longting frowned, and was about to pull his hand away.

Jing Jiaren grabbed him tightly: "Yanxuan, don't leave me..."

The palm was tight, and it hurt to grab her hand.

Jing Jiaren felt that the bones in her hand were about to be crushed, but she still couldn't bear to let go.

She once said to Shang Yanxuan:

[Either don't start, once it starts, don't tell me it's over easily. 】

[I can only love one person in my life.Don't run out of my love and throw me away. 】

She has never felt insecure, her heart is very sensitive, lonely, and her usual toughness is just pretending.

Wrap your heart tightly like a cabbage, don't trust or accept the people around you, but your defense will be hurt.

However, she also said:

[If one day you change your mind and stop loving, then tell me too, I don't want to be the last to know.Don't worry, I will never pester you, I will disappear from your world. 】

More tears dripped from the corners of his eyes.

She cried out in grief in her dream, which was completely different from the usual Jing Jiaren, curled up like a fragile child.

never love again...would never love anyone...

Including you, Shang Yanxuan...

Ximen Longting's gaze was extremely complicated, there was both soaring anger and the patience to suppress it on his face.

It was as if fire and ice were fighting inside him.

The burning fire of jealousy was about to scorch him, he almost wanted to abandon this woman immediately, and pull out all the men who had a homonym for "Shang Yanxuan" and shoot them to death.

But Jing Jiaren's hand grabbed him and refused to let him go.

When she "needed him" the most, he couldn't get away, even if she misidentified him...

Half of Leng Ao's face turned: "Have you caught everyone?"

Wilson replied: "There are still a few who are not in city B for various reasons such as studying abroad. We have sent people abroad to arrest them. It may take some time."

"Send over what you caught first."

"Now?"

"immediately!"

Wilson received the order and called his subordinates.

Ximen Longting looked at Jing Huatian again, his knife-like gaze made Jing Huatian take several steps back in fright: "He planted the flowers in the back garden, which proves that he has been to Jing's house before?"

Jing Huatian's forehead was sweating: "Uh...yes."

"Have you seen him?"

"……Yes."

"I've seen it too," Jing Meilin cheered up, and interjected, "My father is busy with work, so he doesn't have many chances to go home, and he may not have much impression of me. I see him the most times. If I see him again If so, you can definitely recognize it at a glance.”

The redness in Ximen Longting's eyes was like splashed thick ink blood, seeping and smudged little by little:

"If you make a mistake, do you know the consequences?"

A gust of wind blew, and the branches outside the window shook violently.

Jing Meilin suddenly felt that Ximen Longting's eyes were terrifying like never before——