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

Jing Jiaren is a well-informed person, if Ximen Longting really hates her and doesn't want her, she will naturally not stick to it annoyingly...

But she knew that she was Ximen Longting's only hope for surgery.

She can't give up on him:

"Ximen Longting, what are you doubting?"

"..."

"Whether you told me or not, I know now, how long are you going to pretend?"

"..."

"Ximen Longting!?"

Jing Jiaren's hands and feet were cold, and she had never been so sad.

Ximen Longting turned on the computer, called up the automatically recorded surveillance camera and watched it fast-forward, with a cold face.

"Don't look..." Jing Jiaren rushed over to snatch his mouse, "You have to get medical treatment, you know?"

"..."

"Your illness is all because of me. I caused you to become like this." Jing Jiaren tugged at his sleeve, "If anything happens to you, I will never feel better in my life."

Ximen Longting threw away her hand, and continued to press the mouse to fast forward, with a numb expression.

The white light of the computer hit his face...

She felt that he had never been so far away from him.

"Ximen Longting..."

"Shut up," he pressed his head in pain, "you are very noisy, get out of here!"

Jing Jia's heart trembled, she turned around and walked to the window, opened the window and looked at the hazy sky outside, gasping for breath.

She didn't know how many times she shed tears since she learned about Ximen Longting's condition last night.

The useless tears made her eyes sour.

She didn't know where tomorrow was, and for the first time she lost confidence in being alive...

Happiness is so out of reach for her.

She needs to be strong: "Look slowly, actually you didn't say anything last night, I'll go down and make you a bowl of hangover soup."

Jing Jiaren said in a hoarse voice, but Ximen Longting didn't even look at her, and nervously controlled the computer.

Jing Jiaren smiled wryly, does he have any ulterior secrets that she is afraid of being heard by her...

He was so nervous about what he said last night.

She even knew that he was cancerous, what could be more shocking?

Jing Jiaren walked out of the room in silence and accidentally kicked one of her feet.

The servant squatted by the door and fell asleep, and the first-aid kit was sitting by her.

Jing Jiaren avoided it and went downstairs.

She was quite familiar with everything in this villa, and walked to the kitchen with ease.

In addition to making hangover soup, Jing Jiaren also made a bowl of pasta, poured tomato sauce on it, and surrounded it with a heart shape.

I'm sorry she never trusted him;

I'm sorry she never waited by his side when he needed her;

I'm sorry she never responded to his emotions;

I'm sorry she broke his heart, didn't discover his condition early, and became the last person to know;

sorry……

Jing Jiaren drooped her wet eyelashes, remembering that in this room at that time, Tranquility would ask Ximen Longting to eat on time every day, take medicine, and make some warm food that would be good for his stomach problems.

How failed she was, even worse than a strange woman.

Jing Jiaren went out with the tray, and saw that the stairs to the corridor on the second floor were full of servants and bodyguards kneeling...

Jing Jiaren had a bad instinct: "What happened?"

"The young master is furious and wants to punish Mr. Wilson!"

Did he watch the surveillance video?Did he guess Wilson did it? !

A gunshot—