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

As soon as SUN touched the bed, he fell into a deep sleep. It was better than when he was a child, and he couldn't pretend to be worried.

Jing Jiaren made a glass of milk and handed it to Ximen Longting.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ximen Longting came back to his senses, his eyes were very deep: "Tomorrow morning, go pay the old man well and change your choice."

Jing Jiaren sat down next to him, the single sofa was a bit crowded: "Are you afraid that Leng Lintian will go back on his word and won't help us? Don't worry, since he agreed, there is no reason to go back on it."

"..."

"Don't worry, he's really not that kind of person."

"You know who he is so well?" The old man Ximen was displeased, pressed his hand between his eyebrows and said, "I'm not worried about this. Whether he helps or not, there is no second choice."

If what Leng Lintian said is true, Master Ximen regretted it when he got married... that means he still chose the same result.

Now they avoided the wedding and directly skipped this step, saving the lives of Jing Jiaren's child and SUN.

But if what Leng Lintian said is not true—?

If you don't go on, no one knows what the answer is.

But now there is no chance, Ximen Longting dare not go on.

Since he chose, no matter how much Jing Jiaren disagreed, there was no room for regret.

"Actually, I can't figure out why Master Ximen told Leng Lintian these words... I don't think Leng Lintian will lie to me, I think he might be used by Master Ximen."

"..."

"But it's too late to say anything now, you're not going to change your mind, are you?"

Ximen Longting took the milk cup and drank it down in one gulp displeased.

"Why are you unhappy!?" Jing Jiaren pinched his cheek, "What are you thinking?"

"Jing Jiaren, we are about to separate!"

He growled in a dull voice.

Jing Jiaren was speechless: "Is that what you're thinking about?"

"Otherwise, what am I thinking?" He rubbed her into his arms bitterly, "I want to send you to another man with my own hands!"

"You don't have to give it away... No one is forcing you."

"Go to sleep! I won't change my decision." This time, whether Leng Lintian really helped or pretended to help, he blocked his escape route.

"Since it's the last night, I'll be with you, and I can't sleep..."

In the middle of the night, the two of them were not the only ones who did not fall asleep.

Leng Lintian looked at the vast rainwater outside the window, with a glass of wine in hand...

The slender fingers flexibly played Texas Hold'em.

Randomly shuffle and stack cards, quickly fan out on the coffee table, and deal out cards by yourself.

He turned over a king of spades in his hole card, and in a blink of an eye, that card turned into a 2 of diamonds.

He is indeed a master of tricks, he can change the size of the cards without the opponent noticing.

But he had no intention of winning the bet set up today from the very beginning!

The infinitely elongated night seems to be extremely long.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the river surrounded by 13 oak trees is soaring under the washing of the rain!

Under the black umbrella, Jing Jiaren stood in front of the river bank, loosened her hand, and a bouquet of roses fell into the river...

This is the river where Ximen Longting drowned—it was also the place where he drowned Mi Xiu with his own hands.

Jing Jiaren insisted on coming, but she refused to persuade her no matter what.

A tall and cold figure stood behind her with an umbrella, blocking the wind.

"Ximen Longting, you like daisies, Master Ximen likes roses, because I changed your preferences. I can change your thoughts. So our ending will be different."