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

Really don't care at all?She took a deep breath...

The study door opened suddenly, and Ximen Longting came out.

Jing Jiaren's heart twitched, and she couldn't help but want to go over to check on his injuries. A faster figure rushed past him.

Ji Zihan looked at him worriedly: "Are you okay? There are blood stains behind you."

Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, remembering her identity.

Even if Ximen Longting was carried out from inside, she shouldn't be the one who cared about his injury!

Ximen Longting pushed her away ungratefully, staring at the screen with sharp and gloomy eyes.

It was a bone-destroying hatred that was not hidden...

It was the first time Jing Jiaren saw Ximen Longting showing such an expression.

It seems to be a messenger from the depths of hell, trying to drag everything he sees into hell.

But Ximen Fenglie in front of the screen lifted his lips and sneered, as if he was used to this look in his eyes.

"Master, let's begin."

Ximen Longting took two steps forward, and because he had just been punished, he staggered slightly.

Wilson was going to help him when he saw the opportunity, but his sharp eyes stared at him: "Go away!"

Wilson froze slightly, stood still and lowered his head.

"Miss Jing, please read all the terms and conditions in the contract first." Wei Ke reminded.

Jing Jiaren came back to her senses and walked towards the pile of contracts.

"Wait." Ximen Longting strode towards this side, the wound on his back was torn, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Before Jing Jiaren picked up the contract, he leaned forward and pressed the coffee table with one hand.

The bending action allows the wound to open even more...

Only then did Jing Jiaren see that Ximen Longting's back was covered in red blood stains, blurred into a ball.

Torn shirts mingled with wounds.

Jing Jiaren's heart ached beyond words.

Ximen Longting turned directly to the place to sign, and signed with a pen neatly without a single pause.

Vic: "Master, don't you read the terms in the contract? Please follow the procedure!"

No need to think about it, there are many conditions and restrictions in the contract...

Ximen Longting hooked his lips mockingly, "I can change it after seeing it, so can I not sign it?!"

Jing Jiaren knew that Ximen Longting didn't want her to read it out, didn't want her to read it out!

Watching Ximen Longting turn over the treaty and sign it one by one wherever a signature is required...

Jing Jiaren turned her face away.

After signing, Vic picked up Indonesia: "Master, please."

This ink pad looks very strange, it is a lion carved from jade, and the cinnabar in Indonesia is so red that it weeps blood...it looks like real blood.

Ximen Longting's finger pressed it up, and the ink pad actually screamed, "Matching successful".

Jing Jiaren was speechless. Could it be that Master Ximen was afraid of Ximen Longting's tricks?

At this moment, SUN suddenly let out a scream, which startled everyone.

"What's the matter, Sun?"

SUN's hands were tightly pressing on his stomach, his expression was ugly: "Queen, SUN's stomach hurts..."

Jing Jiaren stroked her son's head: "Are you okay? Is it normal or very painful?"

"It hurts..." SUN's complexion became worse and worse, "It hurts..."

"Wilson, please call a doctor immediately!"

SUN held Jing Jiaren tightly with his little hands, and his body was in a state of convulsions. Jing Jiaren wanted to hug him, but it was difficult for him to even bend down.

Vik reached out his hand to signal: "You two inform the doctor. Young master, the signing continues."

Jing Jiaren said angrily: "The child is in such pain, you want to continue!?"