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

"Give him your phone and I'll tell him."

"Miss Jing, the young master has locked the door from the inside. No one can get in. I have knocked on the door, but he won't open it..."

Ximen Longting's character became fierce, quite scary and stubborn.

"If you knock on the door again, just say it's my call." Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip.

"Let me try."

Then came the sound of Wilson knocking on the door, and the sound of loud music was mixed with his request:

"Master, it's Miss Jing's call."

"Master? Master..."

"Miss Jing has something very important to tell you."

……

"Miss Jing, there is no movement."

"He refuses to open the door?" Jing Jiaren took a deep breath. She rarely called Ximen Longting, and he would definitely answer under normal circumstances.

"I think the young master has stabilized and will go back."

Just because Leng Lintian woke up?He is so emotionally unstable?

"Okay then, be careful not to let him drink too much. Let him have a check-up when you go back to the hospital."

Ximen Longting often drinks too much, so it won't be a big deal this time, let him vent.

Jing Jiaren was squeezed between two men and so many relatives, so she was overwhelmed.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, she was tossing and turning on the bed, and suddenly woke up from a nightmare, with tears all over her face and the pillow was soaked.

She touched her wet face, feeling a throbbing pain in her heart...

I can't remember what dream I had, but I remember that the dream was very sad and hopeless.

The feeling of heartache frightened her.

An extremely bad and strong premonition strikes, I can't tell what it is, but my heart suddenly becomes very flustered and nervous, and I always feel that something bad is about to happen.

Immediately rang the service bell, and the nurses arranged by Ximen Longting took turns serving her 24 hours a day.

The nurse and the servant rushed over quickly: "Miss Jing, what's the matter?"

"Is Mr. Leng all right?"

"It's okay, there are nurses on duty to watch the night, everything will be fine."

"Go and have a look." Jing Jiaren was worried.

The nurse went to see it and came back and said, "He's really fine."

Jing Jiaren was leaning on the head of the bed. She was too nervous. Looking out of the window, she suddenly trembled - Ximen Longting hasn't come back yet?

She asked the bodyguard for her mobile phone and dialed Wilson's number again...

The music on the phone sang a whole song and no one picked up.

As time went on, Jing Jia became more depressed——

Finally, when I dialed the third number, the mobile phone was connected.

Jing Jiaren relaxed slightly: "It's me."

"Miss Jing?"

"Why didn't you answer the phone for so long? Didn't you say to let him drink less? It's three o'clock now. As his personal subordinate, you just watch him do whatever he wants?"

The question of shelling rushed over.

"I didn't hear just now...Miss Jing, why don't you come and pick up the young master." Wilson's voice sounded a little weird.

"Where are you, are you still in that club?" The noisy voice was no longer heard.

"We just came out, at the door of the club."

"Then you still want me to pick it up?"

"Well, I see, it's nothing, you go to bed early, it's getting late." Wilson suddenly changed his subject, and answered the question inappropriately.

"Are you coming back now?"

"Young master still has something to do." Wilson hesitated, obviously looking at Ximen Longting's face and talking, "I won't be going back to the hospital tonight. Good night, Miss Jing."

"Ximen Longting is listening? Why doesn't he answer the phone?"

"Beep...beep..."