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

Fortunately, Jing Jiaren helped her in time...

At night, all the lights in the villa were on, Wen Xinnuan slept on the big bed, her face was as pale as snow.

She was anemic herself, and she was debilitated by the miscarriage.

SUN sat in Jing Jiaren's arms, rubbing his eyes constantly.

"Go to bed, okay?" Jing Jiaren asked her son softly.

"I slept with the queen..."

"Nana is with you." Jing Jiaren teased the little one in his pocket with her fingers, "Your godmother is sick, I have to stay and take care of her. Can you act like a man tonight?"

SUN puffed up his face and rubbed against her unwillingly.

"Mom is carrying you to sleep..." Jing Jiaren got up, her legs were going to be numb, "Sun, you are such a little weight."

After finally coaxing her son, Jing Jiaren washed her face and planned to go to the warm room.

At this time, the phone rang...

Jing Jiaren looked at the caller ID, frowned, and finally picked it up.

"The car is already at the gate of the community, Miss Elizabeth, I will give you 10 minutes to prepare."

Wilson's businesslike voice came.

"What time is it now?"

"No matter how late it is, as long as our young master calls you, you must appear immediately."

Before Jing Jiaren could answer, the phone hung up.

Jing Jiaren bit her lip. If it wasn't for such a big incident on Wen Xinnuan's side, she should have left China.

Judging from the current situation of Wen Xinnuan, she really can't leave, and once she is still in City B, Ximen Longting will definitely be able to find her at any time.

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Beach House.

Just like last time, as soon as Jing Jiaren entered the villa, the servant led her to wash her body.

It's just that there are a lot of women's clothes in the dressing room this time, and all of them still have hang tags...

Jing Jiaren picked up a few pieces at random and looked at them. They were all her size.

Underwear and panties are filled with two cabinets.

Jing Jiaren waited alone in the huge living room.

Suddenly, a pair of stern eyes shot over.

There was a tall and evil figure in front of the door.

Ximen Longting had just taken a bath, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

He has the habit of drinking while taking a bath...

The red liquid lined his slender hands, which were incomparably noble, and he was a painting just standing.

"Ooooooooo-"

At this time, bang bang gunshots exploded in the night.

Jing Jiaren's body shook, and she couldn't help but ran to the window and opened it to see the situation...

Under the bright moonlight, on the top of the watchtower, the figure of a wolf stood beside the cross.

"Ow--"

The mournful howling of wolves sounded, and the people on the watchtower floor were knocked down, and the bodyguards guarding the church below fired with their sniper guns.

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened in disbelief.

Leng Aofeng!It must be him!

How could ordinary wolves jump on such a high watchtower.

There was a hasty knock on the door, and Wilson said through the door, "Master, that weird wolf has appeared again."

again……

This shows that Leng Aofeng appeared more than once.

Under the watchtower is the submarine cemetery, where [Jing Jiaren] is buried.

There was a pounding pain in my heart.

Did he not get the antigen?Why did he still turn into a wolf?What the hell is going on!

Ximen Longting had stood up in a chilly manner, his every move was full of murderous intent.

"Where are you going?" Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, "You want to kill that wolf? You can't go—"