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

Rinse your muddy hands, discard the plastic bag, and hide the heart of the deep sea in the compartment of your clothes.

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, recovered her composure, and walked out of the room.

The journey was quiet and strangely smooth.

Jing Jiaren quickened her pace, went downstairs as fast as she could, walked through the hall, and rushed out.

Under the setting sun, Ximen Fenglie stood beside the flower garden in the front yard, with a tall and strong figure.

Jing Jiaren paused and almost fell.

Master Ximen turned around and saw Jing Jiaren, a light flashed quickly in his eyes, as if he in the dark world suddenly saw the dawn of hope.

But only for a moment, the light quickly went out again.

Jing Jiaren knew...he was wrong.

She came out of the villa suddenly, causing Master Ximen to mistake her for Miss Jane.

But soon, Master Ximen realized the reality again...

She is not JANE, they have many differences.

Vic stood aside and said a few words in French, telling Master Simon that Mrs. Jing Jia came to find something for the young master.

Jing Jiaren couldn't understand French, so she stood nervously, wouldn't they find out?

Ximen Fenglie's brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were aggressive, falling on her empty hands: "Found it?"

Jing Jiaren was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses: "No."

"Your footsteps are flustered, as if you are fleeing."

In a word, Jing Jiaren was in cold sweat.

Jing Jiaren curled her lower lip: "I heard that Master Ximen is also here, and I don't want to meet you...I didn't expect that I didn't get my wish."

"I didn't see that Miss Laijing would be afraid of me?" His mocking expression was similar to that of Ximen Longting.

Jing Jiaren smiled: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's my personal wish—I don't want to."

Ximen Longting's red pupils stared at her deeply, as if he wanted to see through her thoughts.

Jing Jiaren stared at him head-on, and dealt with it calmly.

Maybe she has been persecuted by Ximen Longting a lot, and she has cultivated the ability to be calm and calm.

Ximen Fenglie looked away at the rose garden in the distance, a world of flowers.

Jing Jia breathed a sigh of relief, has she passed the test?

Stretching her body, Jing Jiaren was about to leave along the road... When passing Master Ximen, I heard him ask behind his back, "Have you been to Vinal?"

Jing Jiaren's head hurts.

"Tell me, what are the gains."

He asked casually, but there was great oppression in his voice.

After a moment of silence, Jing Jiaren said, "I suspect Miss Jane is not dead."

The figure with Master Ximen's back turned moved slightly, I don't know his expression at the moment...?

Jing Jiaren said again: "I know you have been setting up obstacles for me and Ximen Longting in order to let us follow the path you used to, and see how Ximen Longting will choose. Now, he is making choices according to your old path . . . you are the winner."

"..."

"But, so what if the verification ends?" Jing Jiaren smiled lowly, "Whether his choice is the same as yours or not, it's all because of love. You also let go of Miss Jane because of love, right? So you didn't choose wrong .”

"..."

"If Miss Jane is really not dead, can you forgive Ximen Longting? He is just a victim of your previous generation, he is very innocent." Jing Jiaren fought for the last chance, "By the way, I found the same thing under the jujube forest. Proof of your love."

Master Ximen's figure finally moved slightly, and he turned around.

The setting sun outlined a circle of border lines on his body...