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

The light blinded her eyes.

The sports car drove up to her coolly, followed by several bodyguard cars.

The piercing sound of brakes melted into the night——

The appearance of Ximen Longting is always so majestic.

Wilson was the first to get out of the car to open the door, and was slightly surprised to see Jing Jiaren: "Miss Elizabeth, why are you here?"

"It's Christmas today, why, can't I come?"

Wilson frowned.

Why didn't anyone report such a big thing to him?

I took out my phone and saw that it was out of battery.

The people in the car didn't see Wilson open the door, but suddenly opened it by themselves.

"Master."

Walking down with slender legs, Ximen Longting smelled of alcohol, wearing only a thin shirt with a crooked collar.

A few buttons on his neck were loose, and Jing Jiaren had to focus on seeing the red spot on his neck that looked like a hickey...

Decadent, ****, he has a woman's fragrance.

Jing Jiaren's heart twitched, and she looked into the car: "Who else is in there?"

"..."

"Who can ask her to come down?"

Is this the origin of the strange eyes of these servants tonight?

Ximen Longting went out with this woman every night...

He said he would not bring other women to the villa.

But Jing Jiaren's intuition told her that the woman in the car was definitely not Ji Zihan.

1. Ji Zihan is pregnant, so it is impossible to make out with Ximen Longting under such circumstances;

2. The people in the villa have already seen Ji Zihan, so they shouldn't have such a reaction.

Jing Jiaren's head was flushed with blood, and after a few strides, she was about to open the door and pull the woman out of the car.

She admitted that at this moment she was irrationally jealous.

Wilson stretched out his hand to stop Jing Jiaren——

"You stopped me?" Jing Jiaren couldn't believe it, "You actually stopped me!?"

"Miss Elizabeth..." Wilson coughed twice, "Master had some wine tonight, it's not convenient, you should go back."

you go back...

Even Wilson drove her away, and no one in this villa seemed to welcome her.

"Then when will it be convenient for him?"

"This..." Wilson handed over the problem to the silent and cold young master.

Ximen Longting leaned on the roof of the car with one elbow, although he had drunk, his eyes were clear.

He coldly evoked a wickedly handsome and cold smile: "Seriously ill, unable to get off the ground."

"..."

"Bedridden, life is at stake..."

The sarcasm is especially cold in the night.

"You shouldn't come to your door in person to expose your lies."

Jing Jiaren's lips moved: "Why would I make up such a lie? I was really sick two days ago...but now I'm cured."

"It's so fast. What kind of medical technology can make a terminally ill dead person walk like flying in a blink of an eye." His eyes were even more sarcastic.If he remembers correctly, the medical team was dispatched after 5 pm.

"Ximen Longting, I didn't come here today to argue with you..."

Jing Jiaren took a breath and said in a low voice, "There is a misunderstanding between us, I..."

Suddenly the car door on the other side opened, and a girl stepped out, holding Ximen Longting's coat in her hand.

After a few quick steps, he turned to the car and put on the clothes for Ximen Longting.

There is air conditioning in the car, but it's cold outside...

It was really cold. At this moment, it pierced into Jing Jiaren's body like biting ice.

The girl just had a face-to-face meeting with Jing Jiaren, and she could tell that the other person looked somewhat similar to [Jing Jiaren].