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

Jing Jiaren took the book over. Is she reading books related to stomach cancer? Ximen Longting doesn't like to read them, so she had to read them.

It happened that the page was an atlas, a story about a young man who overcame stomach cancer with his perseverance and medicine.

Ximen Longting stared at the album gloomyly: "Is he more handsome than me?"

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened: "How can there be!"

"Is he more stylish than me?"

"Ximen Longting, you are always so depraved!"

"Then why are you looking at it all afternoon?"

Jing Jiaren was startled, she just couldn't help recalling many past events, not all about Leng Aofeng.Just his presence opened the floodgates of her memory.

As for her absent-mindedness, it was because she was afraid that Leng Aofeng was still following her in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to appear at any time.

To be honest, since Leng Aofeng's existence has been concealed for so long, she doesn't want to be discovered by Ximen Longting at this time.

"You would rather look at this ugly man than look at me all afternoon!"

Jing Jiaren was annoyed: "You're wearing a cold mask, what's so interesting about it?"

"Don't try to change the subject, what the hell are you wandering about?" Ximen Longting grabbed her jaw coldly, annoyed by her indifference.

"Maybe it's because you're too tired to take care of you these days, and you can't concentrate?"

"You think you can fool me with your lies." Ximen Longting asked coldly, "What happened when you went to the supermarket."

Jing Jiaren's body stiffened slightly: "What can happen?"

Something went wrong when she came back from the supermarket...

Ximen Longting moved the computer away and told Wilson: "Call those bodyguards over."

"It's really nothing."

Wilson left the ward and went to call the bodyguard.

Jing Jia's mood was disturbed: "I'm really just not in the mood, I have a headache."

"Let me rub it for you." He grabbed her arm and rubbed her temple with the other hand.

"I don't want you, a patient, to help me rub my head..."

Wilson came in with a few bodyguards and coughed respectfully: "Master, I just asked for you."

Ximen Longting rubbed Jing Jiaren's head: "Say!"

"Nothing happened to Miss Jing." Wilson bowed his head.

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was speaking for her.In fact, Wilson was helping Ximen Longting, and he didn't want the master to be angry.

Ximen Longting was so keen, pointing at a bodyguard: "You tell me."

The bodyguard gave Wilson a complicated look, not knowing what to say.

Ximen Longting said secretly: "If you tell a lie, I will cut you off immediately."

The bodyguard then described what happened in the supermarket in detail.

It was nothing more than Jing Jiaren asking them in a panic, if any men have gone out...

"At that time, Ms. Jing described the man as tall, about 1.8 meters tall, handsome and striking. He was Chinese."

Jing Jiaren's small body was completely rigid.This damn bodyguard will die if he doesn't describe it in such detail?

It just hit the muzzle again!

The atmosphere in the room is extremely dignified...

She felt that her bones were about to be broken by the hand he held.

The bodyguards and Wilson didn't dare to vent their anger. This was simply a harbinger of a storm.

"Who is it?" His voice was extremely hoarse.

"..."

"Is he the reason you were absent-minded all afternoon?" He growled angrily, "Is he the one you met at the coffee shop that day?"

Jing Jiaren said softly, "You have a stomach tube inserted, don't yell."