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

"You don't intend to leave him alone, do you?" Jing Jiaren's eyes widened.

"He's unlucky, what else do you want?" Ximen Longting held her tightly in his arms coldly, "Come back to the car with me."

Jing Jiaren froze her steps: "Ximen Longting, I hope you are not such a person..."

Ximen Longting's face turned cold, and seeing Shangjing Jiaren's reproachful gaze, he could only bend down to pick up the uncle and carried him on his shoulder.

The expensive handmade shirt was stained by the sewage flowing from the uncle's body. He stared at Jing Jiaren: "You go ahead."

Only then did Jing Jiaren feel relieved: "You're back, it means you still can't let me go."

"I told you to go ahead!"

Jing Jiaren sighed, this situation is indeed no longer easy to chat, as long as Ximen Longting comes back, she will never let him leave her again.

Walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Ximen Longting looked at her back coldly, as long as the big wolf dog dared to overtake him, he would kill the dog on the spot.

Terrible murderous aura emanated from him...

The dog could feel it, and followed it from a distance—is the uncle on Ximen Longting's shoulders its owner?

Finally reached the main road, Ximen Longting stuffed the uncle into the car.

"Drip drip..."

As long as the engine is started, the sports car keeps alarming.

Jing Jiaren frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ximen Longting checked it, and the clutch pedal could not come back after stepping on it, even after repeated resets.Probably the result of his kick just now?

Damn, there's something wrong with the car at a time like this.

"The car broke down?" Jing Jiaren pulled a tissue and wiped the water droplets on Ximen Longting's face.

The umbrella was used for her just now, and he was drenched, his long eyelashes and hair were covered with rain.

"The clutch is broken."

"Then what should I do, can't I open it?"

Ximen Longting took out his mobile phone——

"I just tried it, and there is no signal here." Jing Jiaren reminded, "Didn't you just throw me far away on purpose, in this kind of place where there is no signal, no village, no shop, no signal?"

Ximen Longting frowned: "Mom!"

"Wipe your face," Jing Jiaren said, pulling a few more tissues to wipe his face.

He felt the coldness of her hands, and his eyes were even deeper.

At this moment, Jing Jiaren's stomach growled...

When she woke up in the morning, she only made pasta for Ximen Longting. After tossing and tossing for so long, she was hungry.

Ximen Longting glared at her gloomily.

"When can we go back?" Jing Jiaren asked awkwardly, "Go to the hospital as soon as possible, this uncle's injury is serious."

"I can't leave for the time being!" He stared at the rain outside the window with a cold expression on his face.

"This uncle lives in such a remote place, there will be transportation to the city, we can definitely go out." Jing Jiaren thought, "But now we need to treat his injuries first."

Ximen Longting took out his cigarette and lighter irritably, and was about to light it...

Jing Jiaren smoked his cigarette: "You can't smoke because of your stomach problems."

Ximen Longting kicked again irritably, turning off the siren.

Jing Jiaren suggested: "There is a house over there, probably uncle's house, let's go there first to shelter from the rain?"

As soon as the words fell, Jing Jiaren's stomach growled again.baby is hungry.

Ximen Longting's bloodthirsty gaze glanced at the big dog squatting outside the car in the rain, and then flashed gloomyly.

Resolutely got out of the car, picked up Jing Jiaren's dropped things on the side of the road, they were all wet, and stuffed them in the bag carelessly.