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

After finishing the call with Wen Xinnuan, Jing Jiaren lamented that even Wen Xinnuan had things to do...

On the contrary, she really has nothing in her life except Ximen Longting.

This child will not be hers, and after Ximen Longting leaves, what will she have left?

Increasing paranoia?

Jing Jiaren looked out the window with a self-deprecating look. It is easy to think wildly when alone. The doctor also said that you should go out for more walks to breathe, relax your mind, and don't let yourself be in a state of loneliness.

Jing Jiaren thought for a while, and went out with her bodyguards.

The original intention was to buy a few changes of clothes for Ximen Longting...

When the car drove to the shopping mall, a mighty lineup of bodyguards protected her.

But when she entered a specialty store, she really wanted to choose men's clothing, but Jing Jiaren was at a loss as she didn't know Ximen Longting's size.

She picks up her cell phone and calls...

The phone was connected, but Ximen Longting didn't answer the phone.

In the past, as long as it rang, he would pick it up immediately.

Jing Jiaren waited patiently. Once the music ended, she made another call. She made several consecutive calls, but no one answered.

Jing Jiaren began to feel restless...

[I was choosing clothes for you at the mall. I asked about your body size last time, but you haven't told me yet? 】

After the message was sent, Jing Jiaren tried her best to calm down and choose clothes.

After a long time without a reply, Jing Jiaren sent two more.

"Miss, is there anything you fancy?" the waitress asked kindly.

"I don't know his size..."

"It's okay, as long as you have a rough figure...can you describe it?"

"He's about 1.8 meters tall, and his figure...take the most standard size." Jing Jiaren glanced at the fashion model, "Slightly stronger than him."

As Jing Jiaren described it, the appearance of Ximen Longting appeared in front of her eyes.

"Simon, do you like this shirt?"

Jing Jiaren saw Ximen Longting standing in front of the fitting mirror, tall and slender, with a dignified and unique temperament, trying on a brown suit.

He was talking to Ji Zihan with his head down halfway, his eyes were extremely gentle.

Jing Jiaren frowned, didn't he go back to the villa, why did he go out with Ji Zihan to buy clothes?

Jing Jiaren dialed the phone again——

Ximen Longting took out his mobile phone from his pocket and glanced at it, frowned slightly, and put it back in his pocket.

"Simen, who called, won't you answer?"

The corners of Ximen Longting's ruthless mouth curled up: "Don't worry about boring people."

……

No, Jing Jiaren shook her head, Ximen Longting shouldn't be here.This scene is fake.

How is she going to get out...

A group of bodyguards saw Jing Jiaren hiding behind the clothes hanger, and stared at the man and woman in front of the dressing mirror with strange expressions.

"Miss, miss, are you alright?" The waiter didn't understand why Jing Jiaren hid suddenly, and looked straight through her, as if she couldn't see her at all.

Jing Jiaren, this is fake, you have to turn a blind eye.

Jing Jiaren took a sharp breath, got up and left, and walked to the specialty store next door.

Not seeing Ximen Longting and Ji Zihan, she felt a little calmer.

She was shopping for clothes from the shelf, and when she looked up, she saw Ximen Longting and Ji Zihan in front of the next shelf choosing clothes again.

She rubbed her temples and just ignored it.

Besides, she didn't know any way to help her condition?

If it doesn't work, why don't you prescribe some refreshing medicine?