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

"Drive over, Moat!"

The pilot didn't understand what the young master meant for a moment.

The next second, Ximen Longting opened the car door, grabbed the pilot's body and threw it outside.

The pilot fell in mid-air inexplicably, and it took a while to understand the situation of being thrown down, and opened the parachute.

Pfft, a huge umbrella bloomed in the air.

Ximen Longting froze his face, wishing he could dismantle the whole plane.

After driving to the sky above the moat, he opened the door——

"Master!" Wilson didn't have time to stop, and the master also jumped out.

Ximen Longting fell towards the moat at an unstoppable speed.

Wilson's face turned pale with fright. The young master hadn't opened the parachute after halfway through the air. Did he miss Jing so much that he went crazy and forgot, or did he die in love?

Seeing that Ximen Longting sank into the moat like a rock——

Pfft, a large umbrella opened to reduce the momentum of his fall.

Ximen Longting's feet slid across the waves on the river, and then sank into the river...

Jing Jiaren, if you dare to have any accidents, I will not spare you.

He pulled off the parachute he was carrying and sank into the river to look for it.

This is probably where Jing Jiaren fell. He calculated it very accurately, so there should be no mistake.The river is not too fast.

While Wilson was worried, he suddenly noticed that the helicopter was falling.

Young master, you jumped and threw the pilot out... What should I do?

Wilson, who was sitting in the back of the helicopter, had to jump with a parachute after trying - and failing - to squeeze into the pilot's seat.

In the middle of the air, I saw that SUN was not falling behind, slowly dangling in the air with an umbrella on his back.

"Master!?" Wilson yelled.

"╭(╯^╰)╮"

SUN was very angry. If it hadn't taken him some time to put on the parachute, he would have parachuted before the old man.

The queen must absolutely have nothing to do...

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Night, beach house.

Servants came in and out, and dozens of female doctors formed a row around the hospital bed, making the huge living room seem crowded.

This formation, as if the person lying on the bed is the Queen of England.

There are many wounds on Jing Jiaren's body...

First of all, it was the back, which was scratched by Leng Aofeng, and then was beaten to bloody blood by the horsewhip.

I suffered a lot in Leng's house, my thigh was scratched by a bullet, and my body was weak and cold...

Even her hands and fingers were cut several times.

And her feet, once in the hospital, she walked on the ground with one deep foot and one shallow foot, and was cut by glass shards.

Ximen Longting looked at the large and small wounds on Jing Jiaren's body. Every wound hurt him to the bone.

He wanted to bear all the pain instead of her, and wanted to try all the pain she had suffered!

"Why is she still awake?!"

"Her physique is too weak, coupled with severe wind and cold, wound infection, it is estimated that she will not be able to wake up temporarily."

"Will she die?" Ximen Longting's jaw tightened, and there was deep fear in his eyes.

The doctor said mildly: "As long as she is cared for properly, she will get through it."

"What do you mean by being taken care of?" Ximen Longting suddenly raised his fierce eyes, "If something happens to her, I will ask you to fill up the moat!"

The doctor kept silent, not daring to breathe.

Ximen Longting stared at Jing Jiaren, his eyes suddenly changed from fierce to extremely gentle.