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

Jing Jiaren knocked on the door: "Leng Aofeng, I'm coming in."

"..."

Before the people inside could respond, she opened the door and walked in.

Aunt Qu hastily wiped her tears and was about to get up...

After thinking about it, she began to beg Jing Jiaren again: "Miss Jing, please persuade Mr. Leng, the young lady is very innocent."

"Okay, you go out, I'll talk to him."

Aunt Qu seemed to have grasped the last glimmer of hope and thanked her repeatedly.

After all, everyone knows Jing Jiaren's position in Leng Aofeng's heart, and her words carry a lot of weight.

But Jing Jiaren felt that Leng Aofeng would not listen to her this time.

Everyone has their own bottom line.

"I don't allow anyone to plead for her, especially you." Leng Aofeng stared at her with deep eyes!

Jing Jiaren nodded: "I'm not pleading for her, Leng Aofeng, you must have a reason for your decision, if you force you, it will only be bad for you and the child."

Leng Aofeng's indifferent eyes moved slightly.

"Since you don't like her, you want to send her away...then let me adopt her."

"you?"

"Yeah, she's so cute, I can't bear her suffering in exile." Jing Jiaren smiled, "SUN will also like that he has an extra little sister."

Leng Aofeng stared at her coldly for a while, as if studying her: "Beauty, do you know what this means?"

"what?"

"Simon will agree?"

"..."

"He will allow you to take my... child?!"

Jing Jiaren was stumped for a moment, she lowered her head silently.

Of course Jing Jiaren knew how slim the chance of agreeing was.

"Raising children is a great responsibility, not a joke on the spur of the moment."

"I..." Jing Jiaren smiled wryly, "It's not a joke."

"Your situation is suitable for raising children?" Leng Aofeng hit the nail on the head.

"If it wasn't for me being unable to protect myself now, I would definitely raise this child. But I still have poison in my body, and I don't know how long I can live..."

If something happens to her, SUN can raise Ximen Longting, but what about Xiaomi?

"If you want this child, you can't go back to Ximen's side..." Leng Aofeng looked at her strangely, "He will not tolerate any existence related to me."

Leng Aofeng said it well...

"If you choose a child, that is...you choose me."

Jing Jia's heart suddenly sank, and she stared at him with wide eyes——

Leng Aofeng suddenly grasped a glimmer of expectation, got off the bed, and walked towards her with a swaying figure.

The tall figure forced her, holding her shoulders with both hands.

"Come with me."

"..."

"Without Ximen Longying, I have enough power to contend with Ximen Longting... If you don't want to face her, I can deploy immediately and take you far away." Leng Aofeng lowered his head and looked at her deeply , "Ximen Longying is dead, let's pretend that nothing happened."

Jing Jiaren smiled wryly: "How could it not have happened?"

"..."

"Leng Aofeng, it's impossible for us, you should give up on me!"

Leng Aofeng looked at her obsessively, his lips were completely pale.

"I've always regarded you as a family member..." Jing Jiaren said in a low voice, "It's not you I love."

"That's no problem." He stared at her obsessively, his long bangs covered his empty eyes, "I don't care who you love and whose woman you are...The sublimation of love is also due to family affection. You are my only one relatives!"

"..."