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

Fortunately, Ximen Longting was in a tantrum and didn't look at her with a stiff face, so naturally he didn't see her little move.

"Roughly made, it didn't do what I asked for, and it looks like you don't like it either..."

Jing Jiaren held the villa in her hands: "I'll throw it away."

She was about to stand up, and a hand yanked out of hers with uncanny speed.

Ximen Longting's cold voice: "Bring it!"

"..."

"give me."

"But you don't even like it..." Jing Jiaren held it tightly, "Men generally don't like this kind of small gift, right? It's too powdery."

"Then you still buy it!" He thundered.

"I didn't think too much about it at the time, and that store didn't do what I asked... This is too dreamy, like a gift for a little girl, not aggressive enough. I'm very dissatisfied." Jing Jiaren's eyes wandered.

This is given to her by Leng Aofeng, she can't really give it to Ximen Longting as a gift...

Otherwise she would be too shameful and unfair to both men!

But in that situation just now, she could only avoid the landmines by saying that.

He was afraid that Ximen would not treat his illness if he made a fuss.

Leng Aofeng really wanted to die, and blatantly gave her a gift.

Jing Jiaren understood that he was forcing her to face him in this way.

It seems that she and Leng Aofeng still need a decisive conclusion...

"I said I don't like it?" Ximen Longting's eyes darkened, "Bring it here!"

"You are so fierce, obviously you don't like it."

"Dead woman, bring it to me."

Jing Jiaren hugged her tightly and didn't let go: "I've changed my mind now, and I don't want to give it away anymore."

"..."

"Let go."

"Is there any reason to take back the things you gave away?" His voice was gritted.

"I haven't said I will give it to you..."

Ximen Longting stretched out his hand to grab it, but it turned out that it was handmade, not so strong, and his movements were rude...

With this robbing, he took off the roof of the villa.

Jing Jiaren looked at the shaken villa, many small tables, chairs and cabinets had collapsed.

It can be seen from all these that Leng Aofeng has put a lot of thought into it.

She felt very sad, it was too late, it was meaningless for Leng Aofeng to do anything now.

It's not that her heart can't be taken back, it's that she's completely lost, and only Ximen Longting is in her heart.

"Give it to me!" Ximen Longting wanted to grab it with his big hand again.

Jing Jiaren got up holding the villa, and suddenly bumped into Wilson who was standing next to her. The villa fell to the ground without holding her firmly.

This is good, the villa that had lost its roof was so fragile that it collapsed in many places.

Jing Jiaren looked at the Love Villa scattered under her feet.

Just like her relationship with Leng Aofeng, the memory is beautiful, but it is also fragile and easily collapsed.

She closed her eyes forcefully, feeling sorry for Leng Aofeng in her heart——

I am sorry.

Without ten days and a half months, it is impossible to complete this villa.

There was a movement of getting up behind him, and Wilson hurriedly stopped him: "Master, you are infusion, don't move around."

"Shut up." Ximen Longting was furious and wanted to pull out the infusion tube.

Jing Jiaren roared violently, "If you dare to get out of bed, try!"

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere in the air was stiff enough.

"Miss Jing," Wilson smoothed things over, "The young master is a patient now, so why don't you allow him more? These days he has been lying in bed for chemotherapy, infusion, hair loss, can only eat liquid food and is suffering from vomiting and nausea, and his mood is inevitably irritable .”