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

Jing Jiaren's throat was choked, but Ximen Longting had already admitted it.

"The master does not allow the young master to be with the woman he loves. If the young master dares to admit it in front of the master and agree to the wedding, it means that he will cut off contact with you in the future. Once you keep in touch, you will be killed." Wilson He said helplessly, "This anklet is an heirloom of the Ximen family. Master Ximen once used it on his beloved woman. Later, by accident, this anklet was in the hands of the young master."

Jing Jiaren was shocked. Master Ximen also used this anklet?

"The anklet is made of special texture. It can't be burned by fire, cut by swords, and can't be corroded by sulfuric acid. A signal will be emitted from the anklet, and a special transceiver can receive the message. The young master's monitor is actually A signal transceiver, so that no matter where you are in the world, you can receive a signal to find you."

"And Master Ximen also has such a transceiver?"

"Yes."

Jing Jiaren's thoughts became clear, but what she still didn't understand was: "Why did Ximen Longting give the key to Master Ximen?"

"To show the sincerity of the young master, and his determination not to be with you. In fact, it is to gain the trust of the master." Wilson replied, "It was the young master who cut off the way for himself."

That's why Ximen Longting treated her so unfeelingly.

With a gust of wind blowing, Jing Jiaren felt a little cold.

Wilson took off his clothes and put them on her: "Miss Jing, everything the young master does is for you."

"If he is really for me, he should let go of his hatred and go to heal the disease!"

"It's cured, you and the young master can't be together...Young master doesn't want to drag you down."

Jing Jiaren looked up and saw Ximen Longting standing coldly in front of a tombstone for a while.

Then he turned and went down the long steps.

Jing Jiaren pushed the wheelchair over by herself and waited for him at the bottom of the stairs.

The two of them looked across the long stairs, and she felt that he was so far away and his eyes were so deep.

Jing Jiaren didn't relax after knowing the truth of the matter. Instead, she was drowning in the ocean, not knowing what to do.

He finally stood in front of her and looked at her coldly: "Have you explained everything clearly?"

Wilson leaned over: "Yes, master."

"Is Miss Jing still satisfied with this result?" He looked at her coldly.

His alienation made her sad.

Jing Jiaren reached out to hold his hand: "Ximen Longting, don't do this."

"Do you know who I was looking at just now?" He looked down at her strangely.

Against the light, his tall figure shrouded her body, and the weather was overcast.

Jing Jiaren frowned: "Your mother?"

"..." Ximen Longting's eyes dimmed, and he stared at her closely, "You really don't know?"

"What should I know? Who is buried here?"

If she knew of Jing Meixue's death...

Ximen Longting didn't want her to bear more lives.

"go back."

"You haven't said who he is yet?"

"A woman that the old man once thought was my true love." It turned out that Jing Jiaren was lying here.

"..."

"Everyone is already lying down. You are the only one who survived."

"I'm not afraid of death!" Jing Jiaren smiled calmly, "In your eyes, am I a coward who is afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid." He replied coldly, "I won't allow you to die either!"

"Ximen Longting, thank you for everything you have done for me..." Jing Jiaren shook her head and smiled bitterly...