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

"As a man, no matter whose fault it is, you must have the courage to bear it." SUN said indignantly, "For SUN, even if the queen is wrong, she is still right!"

Jing Jiaren froze for a moment: "SUN..."

"SUN is angry, SUN is ignoring you tonight." SUN walked out angrily and closed the door.

It seems that Sun has a big prejudice against Ximen Longting.

Jing Jiaren frowned slightly, because she didn't do a good job of regulating the relationship between father and son... She will try to make up for it in the future.

She had thought about it, no matter whether her poison was cured or not, Ximen Longting already knew her true identity, so of course she had to spend the last time with him.

Downstairs, the doctors sent by Wilson were waiting in the hall.

Jing Jiaren specially kept them and asked them to wait for her to go to the beach house together.

The doctors were all shocked to see this woman who had been lying on the bed in a terminally ill state now appearing in good spirits.

They winked at each other and whispered to each other.

Is this what is often said to be a flashback?

When they first checked Jing Jiaren's body, her pulse was very weak, her breathing was very poor, her high fever persisted, and her body was extremely weak... Judging from the symptoms, let alone walking on the ground, she couldn't survive for a few days. .

Of course, the doctors were afraid of causing panic to the patients, so they had reservations when they were upstairs.

"I'm all set, doctors, let's go."

"Miss, it's not good for you to go out. It's very cold outside. If you blow the wind, your bones will not be able to bear the cold."

"It's okay, didn't you drive here, I won't catch cold."

Jing Jiaren smiled slightly. She put on light makeup and looked energetic, not like a sick person at all.

The original morbidity was covered with thin powder, and she put on lip gloss and rouge.

Except for the particularly thin cheeks, she looked very beautiful.

Several doctors persuaded her for a while, but Jing Jiaren was so stubborn that she couldn't speak to anyone.

Jing Jiaren packed the sweater in a gift box and brought a pen and paper.

Sitting in the car, she began to think about what to say after seeing Ximen Longting...

Don't know where to start.

She couldn't say a lot of affectionate words, thinking it was too sensational.

And with Ximen Longting's personality, he would never give her a chance to finish speaking, and would interrupt her frequently.

She took out the letter paper, unscrewed the pen...

He wrote everything he wanted to say on paper, and he knew it at a glance.

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The big golden clock ticked the seconds in an orderly manner, and the time passed quickly.

Jing Jiaren sat on the dark blue sofa, looking at the clock from time to time.

The servant came over respectfully and asked, "Miss Elizabeth, the tea is already cold, do you need me to make a new pot for you?"

"No need." Jing Jiaren asked silently, "When will he be back?"

"I'm not sure, the young master went out in the afternoon, and the adults also went together..."

Jing Jiaren has been waiting for an hour and a half, and it is now ten forty.

"Are you in a hurry?" The servant noticed that she had been looking at her watch.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips silently: "Tonight is Christmas."

"Oh, yes." The servant seemed to suddenly remember.

There was no Christmas atmosphere in the villa at all, as usual, deserted.Because for more than three years, the master has never celebrated any holidays, even birthdays are lonely.

The servants in the villa also feel weak about the festival.

Jing Jiaren's heart twitched: "Will he be back tonight?"