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

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As the sky gradually darkened, the bodyguards searched everywhere, but there was no trace of Jing Jiaren.

Ji Ziang sat in the corner of the wall, his hands and feet were tied with iron chains, his head was drooping, and his eyes became sharper in the dimness.

There was blood spattered around his body.

Suddenly the door opened, and the tall figure of Ximen Longting strode forward.

As soon as Ji Ziang raised his head, he was grabbed by the collar and punched him.

Ji Ziang's face turned slightly, a mouthful of blood overflowed, but he smiled strangely.

"Where is Jing Jiaren? I'll give you one last chance!"

Ji Ziang laughed softly: "I told you, I was with you at the time, and I didn't know."

"Where is my son?!"

Ximen Longting has already sent people to Ji's residence, searched every corner forcibly, but did not find the child.

"You can't find it... as long as I disappear for 24 hours, he will have an arm amputated."

Ji Ziang was punched again, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and smiled as if enjoying a massage.

Ximen Longting waved his hand and punched him a few more times, and said coldly in his ear: "Your wife is not in my hands either."

"..."

"Since I caught her and threatened you to change antibiotics, why didn't I admit it?"

"..."

"Believe it or not!"

Ji Ziang slowly raised his head and stared at Ximen Longting. The two men looked at each other fiercely for a moment, and felt that something was a little strange.

"Master," Wilson said striding forward, "Some of our people went to the Animal House just now, but they didn't find Miss Jing, but looking at the layout of the venue... Miss Jing seems to have been waiting for you before this."

Ximen Longting was hit all over his body: "Wait for me?"

"Yes, and she seems to have something for you... Would you like to see it for yourself?"

"..."

"How about I ask someone to take that thing back?"

Something like that...?

"Leave everything as it is, don't touch it!"

Changlong's sports car is running on the road.

Ximen Longting's resolute face was reflected on the window glass, and his deep eyes looked at himself in the mirror.

He didn't realize it himself, at this moment his whole body was trembling slightly...

An extremely bad premonition pressed down on him, he thought of the "one week" that Jing Jiaren told him, and she kept calling him to let him go.

Looking back, every time he found something, he was late.

As long as he thought of the situation he might face again, he would feel suffocation and frantic pain in his chest!

……

animal house.

The bodyguards are all outside the fence, and no one dares to go in and destroy anything without the master's order.

Ximen Longting's convoy arrived, and he jumped out of the car before he could stabilize himself...

It was already completely dark, and Wilson followed him in and saw the small bottles colliding in the night wind.

Ximen Longting stood in front of the candle cup, because after the baptism of the torrential rain, the candle cup was soaked in water and could not be ignited...

Snapped.

Suddenly the light came on, illuminating Ximen Longting's handsome silhouette.

He stared at a figure suddenly: "Don't move!"

"Master, I just turned on the light..." Wilson straightened up, "It's getting late, you can't see clearly."

The light shines warmly...

Although due to the heavy rain, the venue was messed up and some bottles were dropped.

The subtitles on the candle cups were blown up and down by the wind, but the shape of [Ximen] could still be vaguely seen.

Wilson turned on the colorful lights wrapped around the tree again... all the switches were flipped.