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

Jing Jiaren's face hurt from being slapped, and Ximen Longting picked up another stack.

When thrown, she avoided it this time.

Ximen Longting's sarcastic voice came: "If you want this money, just take it well."

"..."

"Based on your aptitude, you are not worth 250 million."

Jing Jiaren squeezed her fist and stared at him suddenly: "Do you think it's funny to humiliate me like this?"

Ximen Longting hooked his lips and smiled evilly: "Do you really think that money is so easy to earn?"

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip lightly.

"Why, not convinced?" He pinched her chin, "Have you trampled on your self-esteem?!"

"..."

"Do prostitutes still have self-respect?"

Jing Jiaren's heart was churning, her self-esteem was indeed severely trampled under her feet.

But isn't this what Ximen Longting likes, if she resists him, it will arouse his desire to conquer!

Jing Jiaren suppressed her annoyance, and squeezed out a smile: "You are right, throwing money at me... Who would be unhappy?"

Snapped--

As soon as the words fell, Jing Jiaren's face was slapped again by Qian.

Her face was numb and hurt, before she reached out to rub it——

Snapped!

Snapped!

Another two slaps were slapped on her face, Qian Fei flew everywhere, and Jing Jiaren's face turned red from the slam.

A faint red mark was drawn on the cheek, because the edge of the money was too sharp...

Jing Jiaren stood upright, neither dodging nor dodging, as if she owed him these slaps!

It's his birthday today, and he'd be comfortable saying that, she made him happy!

Ximen Longting stared coldly at her bearing, suddenly felt that it was not interesting.She waited for him to throw money without any resistance, what was the difference between her and a wooden man?

Ximen Longting didn't know why a surge of anger rose in his heart!

Long Leg kicked it violently, and the entire box flew out and hit the shelf.

The western-style antiques placed on the shelves wobbled and fell to pieces.

And the stacks of stacked money also flew everywhere in the process.

"This is the life of the rich," Jing Jiaren rolled her lips, "Don't you think it's a pity that money is just thrown around for fun?"

Ximen Longting sat down on the sofa coldly, crossing his long legs.

"You think it's a pity, I don't mind if you pick it up!"

"..."

"Kneel and pick one by one."

He is so over the top!

Jing Jiaren's body trembled, her hands clenched into fists, and she stared at Ximen Longting in disbelief.Is he addicted to humiliating her?

Ximen Longting took out a cigarette and lit it: "If you miss one and don't pick it up, the money doesn't belong to you."

"..."

"You don't want money, I'll give you this chance!"

Jing Jiaren's chest heaved vigorously, and the sharp nails scratched her tender palm.

I didn't expect Ximen Longting to go too far.

But on second thought, she was just a strange woman... He had done even worse things to [Jing Jiaren] before.

She should have turned away proudly!

Jing Jiaren moved slowly and asked, "Is this a game for you rich people? Do you usually like to play like this?"

Ximen Longting took a puff of smoke, and his handsome face curled up behind the smoke.

"Let me ask you—do you like this game? Are you happy that I was trampled by you like this?"

"Happy." He replied coldly.

Okay, Ximen Longting...as long as you're happy...

Has she forgotten, Ximen Longting has always taken pleasure in trampling on the dignity of others!