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

She couldn't be as humble as Ji Zihan.

If it doesn't belong to her, she will turn around and leave, never forcing each other!

Ximen Longting grabbed the tea on the tray and threw it on the ground forcefully: "Get lost!"

The door next door opened at this moment, several doctors came out, and Wilson also came out.

"Master, Mr. Jing's condition is very bad, and he needs to be transferred to a big hospital immediately..."

Jing Jiaren frowned and wanted to check on the situation, but Ximen Longting asked Wilson to see the guests off in a cold voice.

"Miss Jing, you'd better go first, you won't be of much help if you stay here..."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"Mr. Jing's matter, the young master will definitely take care of it."

Ximen Longting's face was extremely pale, and the air was tense.

Jing Jiaren was silent for a moment: "Leave me a number that I can get through to. I'll call you if I have any questions."

The moment you turn around to leave.

Her footsteps stopped, "Ximen Longting, whether I love you or not, you have to understand it with your heart."

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Jing Jiaren stared at her face in the mirror, the effect of the potion was gradually disappearing...

She had planned to get the injection in a few days.

But seeing the human skin mask in the report, she decided not to inject medicine.

The main reason is that the potion affects the child more or less...

When she was pregnant with Sun, she injected the medicine under forced circumstances. Fortunately, Sun was not affected.

But, where can I buy a human skin mask?Make the most ordinary face!

Jing Jiaren checked the information in front of the computer, finished the final part of the design drawing, and mailed it to Boss Jane's mailbox.

As soon as he turned his head, he found that SUN was observing her old-fashionedly.

"what happened?"

"I heard that you and the old man quarreled again?" SUN asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Why add another?"

SUN pouted and asked, "Isn't it?"

"Who did you hear?"

"Uncle Wilson..."

"Well," Jing Jiaren bound several drawings that couldn't be emailed and sealed them in a leather envelope, "What else did he say?"

"He asked me to observe you...but these days the queen is the same as usual, not very sad."

Jing Jiaren's fingers stiffened: "Did you reply to him?"

"Yeah, I said that the Queen is doing design drafts, and I'm not sad at all."

Jing Jia's heart sank, Wilson was not that boring, let SUN pay attention to whether she was hurt, it must be Ximen Longting who asked Wilson to do this.

She smiled wryly - she wasn't sad because she couldn't be sad in front of her son.

Because as a pregnant woman, she can't bring the worst emotions to the fetus...

And the most important point is that she doesn't want herself to think about those things, she can only use work to numb her attention.I don't want to fall into that person's trap and be affected by those ambiguous photos.

Even if she is sad and in pain, nothing will change.

"Queen, sometimes you are too strong..." SUN put his hands on his chest, "You should learn to be softer!"

Jing Jiaren packed her things, stopped the dull pain in her heart, and said in a low voice, "Why do you want to learn to be weak?"

"In theory, you can give men a chance to protect you..."

Jing Jiaren raised her hand and stroked his head: "If there is no hope, there will be no disappointment. If you can't grasp the sand, it's better to shake it."

"Uh?"