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

Vik made a standard western salute: "Next, I ask Mr. Ji and the young master to cooperate with me."

Ji Ziang squinted at Ximen Longting, his smiling eyes seemed to say——

Master Ximen is really not easy to deal with.

Ximen Longting lowered his eyes and turned the ring in his hand.

There are not many people Master Ximen is willing to trust. This time he dispatched his personal Vic, which shows that he is full of great precautions against Ximen Longting...

……

A few days later, the sun was shining brightly, in an elegant coffee shop.

The girls were wearing black dresses, playing the violin in the corner of the restaurant...

Jing Jiaren sipped her coffee and listened to the sound of the violin, as if she had returned to the time when she had dinner with Ximen Longting.

The corner of her mouth curled up into a smile unconsciously, and she looked at the glass candle cup in front of her.

It seems that there is a handsome man's face reflected on the glass...

Staring at her with red pupils, he called her——【Beauty. 】

The sound of chairs rubbing against the ground: "Ms. Leng?"

Jing Jiaren suddenly came back to her senses, and looked up to see Ji Zihan sitting across from her.

"What are you thinking, so preoccupied?"

It was only then that Jing Jiaren realized that she had fallen into memories again, and her spirit has always been like this recently.

When taking a bath, she would think of her soaking in the bathtub with Ximen Longting.

When eating, she would think of Ximen Longting's elegant movements of eating and drinking soup...

Even when she was brushing her teeth, she would suddenly stare blankly at the mirror, as if a man was hugging her from behind.

"I'm really sorry, Miss Ji is so busy, and I asked you to find time to meet me." Jing Jiaren smiled calmly, "I have something to do with you."

Ji Zihan put down his bag and smiled calmly: "It's okay, they are busy with the wedding, so I don't need to worry about it."

There was a notebook in Jing Jiaren's hand.

She pushed over and said, "I have done some research on gastric cancer. This notebook contains all my thoughts and experiences written down. I think it will be useful to you..."

If he asked a servant to give Ximen Longting, he would never take it seriously.

For Ji Zihan, if she is sincere to Ximen Longting, she will care about and urge him on her behalf.

Ji Zihan was puzzled: "Stomach cancer?"

"Well, they are all for relieving the disease. I wrote it very easy to understand, and it should be easier to understand than the book."

"Miss, your coffee." The waiter put down the cappuccino.

"Mrs. Leng, I don't understand, why are you giving me this?"

"Don't you know yet?" Jing Jiaren frowned, "How is Ximen Longting's health?"

"Uh?"

"He has always had stomach problems, and now it has turned into stomach cancer."

Ji Zihan's hand trembled, the coffee cup he just picked up shook, and the coffee spilled out.She almost lost her grip and poured the whole cup of coffee...

"He has been refusing to receive treatment for gastric cancer. In fact, he is only in the middle and advanced stages, and he still has a chance of being cured successfully." Jing Jiaren said with a look of regret, "If the time continues to delay and becomes an advanced stage, he will have to wait to die. He doesn't listen to anything, you are his fiancee, maybe he will listen to what you say?"

Ji Zihan's complexion was very bad, and he was a little restless.

Jing Jiaren continued: "If even you can't persuade him, then you can supervise his diet more, and avoid him drinking anymore, so as to prolong his lifespan."

"..."

"This notebook will tell you how to do it, Miss Ji, I will trouble you."