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

"Are you talking?" Jing Jiaren reached out and pushed him.

Ximen Longting's tall and handsome figure remained motionless.

"Please talk?!" Jing Jiaren looked at him begging for help, "Don't look at me like this, I will admit defeat in everything, and I will listen to you in the future? Why do you have the heart to treat me like this..."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Ximen Longting frowned indifferently.

In the next second, his body trembled heavily, and she threw herself into his arms: "You lied to me, it's not that I'm... cancer..."

His eyes were fixed on the top of her head, and there was pain in those eyes.

After a while, he became terrified.

"You have a rich imagination." Ximen Longting held her shoulders and straightened her, "I told you not to curse me."

"Ximen Longting, you lied to me!"

"..."

"At this time, you still lie to me! Why don't you tell me the truth?"

"What is the truth?"

"Your condition..."

Ximen Longting frowned tightly: "I lied to you, but I disappointed you. It has nothing to do with my body."

Jing Jiaren looked at her with teary eyes.

"That's right, this is a bitter trick. Let you also taste the pain of a knife. Are you only allowed to deceive me?"

Jing Jiaren rolled down another tear.

"Doesn't it feel good?" He smiled cruelly, "You hurt me then, and it hurt me the same way."

"..."

"Do you think that I was hurt by a woman, and I will come back again and again to be hurt by you?" Ximen Longting squeezed her shoulders, "In your eyes, I am so stupid?"

"Then what are you doing back here?"

"Revenge... Let you also taste the feeling of falling from heaven to hell."

Jing Jiaren just looked at him.

Ximen Longting smiled even more wickedly: "You have dumped me so many times, this time I will dump you. I originally wanted to let you go, but you cried and begged me, and lost the last dignity."

"..."

"The way you cry is so fucking ugly." He snorted coldly, "Don't cry in front of men anymore."

Jing Jiaren cried even uglier, she had never cried so uglily...

Tears and snot were all over his face, and his hair stuck to his cheeks.

It's not that she is reluctant to be humble, it's because she is afraid and panicked that the cruelest thing in the world will happen to Ximen Longting.

"Such an ugly face is really unbearable to see. Anyone who has seen you cry will lose their appetite for you."

"..."

"Let go."

Ximen Longting pushed her away and wiped away the tears she dripped on his chest, with a dirty look on his face.

Just as he lifted his feet and walked forward again, Jing Jiaren stood in front of him again.

"You...couldn't fool...me..." She was sobbing violently, "Every...word you said above...I don't even believe in punctuation marks!"

"Believe it or not."

"Ximen Longting, I beg you not to be like this..." Jing Jiaren hugged his arm, "You are not such a person, I know."

"What do you know? Do you think I'm really so infatuated? Then you have to deserve me to be worthy of love—" Ximen Longting shook his hand vigorously, "Are you worthy?"

Jing Jiaren hugged his arm, she knew that he could push her away at will, far away...

But he didn't.

He was taking into account that she had children.

"I'm not a stalker. I just want to know the truth. Tell me and I'll let you go."