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

"That's different," Dad Jing said with a straight face, "Your mother and I grew up together. I have not only love for her, but also a lot of family affection and habits in it. To me, she is one with me." , I have the responsibility and obligation to take care of her for the rest of her life. But for those upper-class people, they only want to be fresh for a while, and want to play the so-called sense of conquest."

The last sentence touched Jing Jiaren's pain point.

"My life is monotonous and boring, and being with your mother is my favorite thing." Father Jing said again, "And their lives are colorful, are they willing to give up everything for you?"

Father Jing told the truth again.

"Think about it carefully, what else does he love about you besides your face?"

Jing Jiaren was speechless to refute.

"You don't even know each other?"

"Dad, why are you telling me this now?"

"I never wanted you to follow your mother's old path, but you still left." Jing's father sighed sadly, "You are exactly the same as your mother when she was young."

Jing Jiaren thought of Jing's mother's obedience at the dinner table just now...

If she loves her, she will be like her mother. No matter how indifferent Ximen Longting treats her, will she obediently let her go?

Jing Jiaren chuckled, she couldn't guarantee the future.

She didn't know if she would still have a self after she was completely fallen.

Feeling very complicated at the moment...

Ximen Longting walked to the door with a few strides, but was stopped by Jing's mother.

She trotted over, stood on tiptoe, and tied the scarf around his neck.

"This is the scarf I tied for you." Jing's mother pulled his coat, "I didn't know how to do knitting at first, but for you, I learned everything. I didn't know how to cook before, but for you, I'm doing really well too..."

Ximen Longting: "..."

"You said you hated me for being cold and not smiling," Jing's mother raised her lips, "I will smile more in the future."

Ximen Longting frowned his handsome brows and wanted to leave impatiently.

Jing's mother clutched his coat: "What's wrong with me is changing for you. Why are you getting farther and farther away from me?"

Jing Jiaren leaned against the fence gate, and stood in the dark with Jing's father, listening to these conversations.

"Promise me, come and see me and the little baby more," Jing's mother said with blurred eyes, "I don't ask to marry you, I have a name, and even know that you have always regarded me as a substitute in your heart. I don't care anymore. I just ask Don't abandon us mother and child."

Ximen Longting finally responded.

"Feng Lie."

Jing's mother couldn't help standing on tiptoe, and kissed him suddenly.

Ximen Longting took precautions and got rid of her in time——

Mother Jing's lips brushed against his chin, and her body weighed heavily, almost falling to the ground.

"Feng Lie, when will you come to see me again..."

Ximen Longting raised his hand unbearably: "Send her into the house."

The two bodyguards suppressed Jing's mother to go back, and she turned her head three times at a step.

Ximen Longting was covered with an icy aura, rubbing his kissed chin with a patient hostility.

Wilson walked over and opened the car door, only to see Jing Jiaren hiding in the shadows: "Miss Jing?"

"Dad, I'm leaving." Jing Jiaren straightened Li Jing's father's clothes, and said something like paying attention to your body.

Father Jing stared at her deeply, and then at Ximen Longting, his complexion was extremely complicated.

As if going back in time, he watched the young Su Ruoyun get into the private car that Ximen Fenglie sent someone to pick her up...