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

"You dare to hit me?"

His hand viciously strangled her wrist, and the next second, a more ruthless slap hit her face.

Jing Jiaren's head was firmly placed on the sofa seat, but fortunately the backrest was soft.

Otherwise, with the strength of this palm, she wouldn't be stunned, and her head would be smashed...

Jing Jiaren was stunned for dozens of seconds, her cheeks were sore and swollen almost immediately.

"Aren't you Ximen Longting? Who are you?" Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes, Ximen Longting would never hit her like this.

No matter how sad he is, how much he hates her——he still remembers that she is a pregnant woman.

And obviously, this is not a vain fantasy, otherwise who slapped this slap?

Ximen Longting pinched her chin: "Why, you even forgot who your husband is? I'm not Ximen Longting, who is?"

Jing Jiaren's mind was confused——

Who will tell her what is true and what is false?

The clothes were opened a few more, and his hand reached into her clothes.

Jing Jiaren suddenly saw that he was still wearing the ring on his ring finger——

The light of the diamond hurt her eyes severely.

She bit her lower lip, the ring Ximen Longting had already taken off.So, now this Ximen Longting is wearing a ring, so it's fake, right?

Because she hoped that Ximen Longting would not take off the ring, she naturally hoped that Ximen Longting would also wear the ring.

Jing Jia's heart was full of emotions, and she stretched out her hand to push him suddenly: "Go away, who are you, get out of here!"

She must wake up from the hallucination immediately, and can no longer indulge in it by herself.

At this moment, the door was knocked, and a bodyguard came in with a mobile phone: "Master, your phone number."

The figure lying on her body roared impatiently: "Did you see that I am busy?"

"It's very important...it's from over there."

The man rubbed the blood on Xia Jingjiaren's lips carefully: "Wait, I will come to pamper you soon."

He laughed wildly and stood up, turning around to answer the phone.

The bodyguard handed the mobile phone to the owner, closed the door and went out.

Jing Jiaren looked at the figure standing by the door answering the phone with her back turned to her——

She grabbed the red wine bottle beside her with her hand and approached him quietly.

Sweat was dripping from the palms of her hands, her cheeks were still swollen and painful, and there was an uncomfortable feeling in her stomach that had been pressed by him.

She covered her clothes with one hand, held the wine glass tightly with one hand, and walked behind him!

Just as he was about to knock the wine glass over while he wasn't prepared, the figure with his back turned seemed to have eyes behind him, turned his body slightly, and quickly moved away.

"Woman, are you courting death?!"

Jing Jiaren fell to the ground, and the wine glass hit the wall and shattered...

The shards of glass rebounded and scraped down the back of her tender hands and arms, and the blood flowed down in an instant.

She felt no pain at all.

The man's arm was also scratched by the splashing glass, and blood flowed from a hole.

He glanced at him coldly, sullen in his eyes: "Do you want to die?"

Jing Jiaren took two steps back, and heard his angry and sad voice shout: "Jing Jiaren, how many stabs do you have to do to be satisfied?"

He approached her, pointed to her chest, "here."

She punched a hole with a gun.

"here!"

The place where she stabbed him with a dagger in the chest more than half a month ago.

Finally pointing to his heart: "If you have the ability, come here this time."

Jing Jiaren shook her head and backed away, constantly telling herself——Jing Jiaren, these are all fake, and all the lines are your own fantasy.