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

In the middle of the night, I really found something for him to do.

Ji Ziang immediately ordered several lifeboats to go down, and he got off one of them himself, holding a searchlight, looking for someone at night.

The wind hurts like a whip, not to mention being immersed in cold water, I simply don't want to live.

Ji Ziang held the lamp and kept shining it: "Command me down, give me a boat, and don't let go of the nearby waters!"

Leng Lintian's water quality is excellent, he is not afraid of drowning, but he is afraid of freezing to death.

After a while, a subordinate reported on the intercom that Leng Lintian had been found.

Drive the lifeboat in the direction, and the people over there are already dragging Leng Lintian into the yacht.

The two yachts were connected side by side, Ji Ziang jumped over and saw that Leng Lintian was covered in water on the yacht, his face was pale, his breath was surrounded by white mist, and his hair was immediately covered with ice scum.

Ji Ziang took off his suit and covered it: "Heating equipment! Cotton clothes, do you have a quilt? Take them all here!"

The clever subordinates have quickly brought all kinds of warming things and covered the cold Lintian.

Leng Lintian's hands were still tightly clenched until he was rescued from the gambling boat...

No one can break it apart.

Ji Ziang leaned over slightly to see that the tail of a bracelet protruded from his fist.

Unexpectedly, in such a cold and dark night, he could actually retrieve the chain that fell into the sea?

Ji Ziang frowned slightly, took the spirits handed over by his subordinates, opened Leng Lintian's tiger's mouth, and poured a few big mouthfuls into his mouth.

The strong alcohol is like a ball of fire being poured from his throat...

Leng Lintian's chest heaved and he suddenly coughed forcefully, slightly awake.

Ji Ziang stuffed the wine into his hand: "You want to get away with your life, I don't want to collect your body for you!"

Leng Lintian woke up slightly, and immediately his eyes fell on his hands...

Opening his fist slightly, he saw the chain lying quietly in his palm.

This is the only thing he has any connection with Jing Jiaren.

He coughed coldly, and his lips blackened by the cold couldn't help but smile.

A puff of mist came out of his mouth, enveloping his extremely handsome face.

Ji Ziang cursed secretly a few times, he really couldn't see Leng Lintian's virtue, seeing this chain seemed to see his fate.

"Stop laughing, your face is stiff, drink!"

Ji Ziang rested on his hand, held the wine bottle, and poured a few gulps of spirits into Leng Lin's mouth.

This is the interior of the cabin, the crackling fireplace is burning vigorously, and the cold Lintian is wrapped in a thick blanket.

The entourage has already taken out a set of clean clothes and put them aside.

This is Ji Ziang's clothes. He glanced at Leng Lintian up and down. The two of them are not too different in size, so they should be able to wear it.

The hot wine ran through his throat, and Leng Lintian's cold stomach was burned, and he was relieved.

"It's fucking cold!"

"You're such a fucking nonsense!"

"I'm sleepy," Leng Lintian said with heavy eyelids, "I have a task for you. If this gemstone lights up, wake me up."

After the words fell, he knit his eyebrows and fell into a coma again...

With the chain in the palm of his lying open hand, he was finally willing to open his fist, Ji Ziang thought it was some kind of treasure.

It's just an ordinary handicraft, the chain body is even made of cowhide...

There is an idiom called, a wicked heart never dies.

He finally saw it.

The giant cruise ship is surrounded by countless light bulbs, like a large light source, slowly driving on the snow-covered sea.