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

To her relief, Ximen Longting didn't pour out the food she had cooked so hard, he ate it...

Every time she watched him eat more, she felt more happy in her heart.

She didn't eat anything during the whole meal, and spent most of the time watching Ximen Longting eat.

This man was so cool that his face was paralyzed, and he didn't even look at her.

In Jing Jiaren's impression, since she met Ximen Longting before, he has been chasing her closely, with only her in his eyes, and no one else at all.

She has always found him annoying and annoying.

Now I can finally feel his ruthless attitude.

Wilson was also very happy to see the young master eating two big bowls of rice. He stood behind Ximen Longting and coughed: "Master, happy birthday, this is my birthday present for you."

A gift box is placed on the dining table.

Wilson looked at Jing Jiaren, as if asking her—has the gift been delivered.

Ximen Longting didn't look sideways, he wasn't interested in the gift.

Jing Jiaren put down the bowls and chopsticks: "I also prepared a copy, and it's upstairs in the study."

Ximen Longting remained silent with a cold face.

"Probably when you pushed me, I don't know where it fell. When you are interested, let the servant look for it."

"Are you full?" Ximen Longting asked coldly.

Only then did she realize that she hadn't started eating much yet.

He got up suddenly, turned around and left alone.

Not long after Wilson followed, he turned back and said, "Miss Elizabeth, please follow."

Jing Jiaren hesitated a little, what kind of tricks did Ximen Longting want to play?

She followed Wilson to the side living room and walked out from the open terrace.

The terrace was directly connected to the long bridge. Ximen Longting walked in front alone, while Wilson, Jing Jiaren and the bodyguards were left behind.

At night, the stars are bright.

The long staircase is cast crescent white by the moonlight.

A long RV parked on the bridge at the end of the stairs can seat at least a dozen people.

Jing Jiaren was a little surprised. Could it be that Ximen Longting took her to visit the underwater cemetery?

Sure enough, as expected, the RV passed the bridge in a straight line and galloped towards the church...

Wilson couldn't stop being surprised, Ji Zihan didn't even go down to see the underwater cemetery, but Ximen Longting was willing to take Jing Jiaren there?

Because this cemetery was built for [Jing Jiaren], wouldn't it be betrayal for Ximen Longting to take the woman down?

Wilson didn't understand the master's thoughts for a moment.

In front of the church, there are layers of guards armed with guns guarding the safety of the place.

There was a searchlight on the watchtower, and circles of white light moved back and forth.

At night, the whole church was lit with candles...

The glass is full of warm yellow candles, there are layers of benches, the ceremonial table covered with lace gauze, and white lace curtains hang down from all the big windows, just like the shy skirt of a bride...

For some reason, this church gave Jing Jiaren the feeling of a wedding scene from the inside to the outside.

Yes, this is the venue where Ximen Longting plans to hold a wedding for [Jing Jiaren] in the future.

Of course, it can only be held after the death of Master Ximen!

Passing through the church and entering a bowed door, two angel statues walked under the huge wings interlaced.

Only then did Jing Jiaren realize that she had entered an elevator.

Ximen Longting stood in front of her, his whole body was awe-inspiring, and his back was slightly lonely.

bang——

The glass elevator slid down, and Jing Jiaren looked at the underwater world outside.