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

The young master will definitely be angry, and he and the servant will be scolded and maybe beaten.

Master Leng, please do me a favor!

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Father Jing agreed: "If you are going on a trip, I suggest Xiaotian accompany you."

Jing Jiaren looked back and forth at the notice enclosed in the invitation letter. How could a credit union give a travel card... But it's hard to say.

"Beauty, did you hear what Dad said?"

Jing Jiaren lazily replied, "I'm not familiar with him."

"Just because you don't know each other well, through this trip, you can also increase your relationship. Isn't there a popular saying among you young people now? Before you get married, take a trip that just goes away."

During the trip, there will be big and small things, depending on the adaptability and temper of both parties.

Attitude to emergencies...

If they can go through running-in, they will be a very tacit couple in the future, and there will be no major marital problems.

There are not a few people who quarrel frequently and break up when they are traveling.

Father Jing said stylishly: "I see, this trip is simply designed for you by heaven."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"When are you leaving? I'll help you pack your luggage."

Jing Jiaren suddenly felt upset, and felt that what Jing's father said was actually reasonable.

She should give Leng Lintian more opportunities to get to know each other, and he is not bad, such a man is hard to find!

"It says that there is only one quota available."

"It's not a problem," Leng Lintian smiled and filled her cup of milk tea, "I'll book the ticket now and follow along all the way."

Wilson looked at the young master wearing boxing gloves, beating the sandbag dangling...

That strength, that ruthlessness.

Just looking at it makes the sandbag hurt, and he doesn't want to be a sandbag.

But there was no way, he coughed twice, and said bravely: "Master, I just got in touch with the staff of the airline, and just 5 minutes ago, Master Leng did book a ticket to Provence."

Ximen Longting's figure suddenly paused.

Is Leng Lintian going too?Jing Jiaren agreed?

Naturally, Jing Jiaren has the final say on this trip, if she doesn't agree, how dare Leng Lintian follow?

Ximen Long remained silent, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was so gloomy that it was terrifying.

He didn't expect that the relationship between the two had developed by leaps and bounds—to the point where they could travel together.

Jing Jiaren, I have worked so hard to separate you, and you are doing well.Well done!

Another few punches were vented on the sandbag, and every time he shot, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Wilson arched his back and suggested hesitantly, "Can we seize Master Leng's passport?"

Ximen Longting knocked over with his knee, and the sandbag swayed alone.

He stopped, calmly: "He has a private jet."

"If you want to go abroad with a private jet, it will be very troublesome."

"You thought he would be afraid of trouble?!"

Leng Lintian also has the right, but he has not used it. If Ximen Longting wants to detain Leng Lintian forcibly, he also has a way to fight back with strong means.What's more, although there is no clear regulation in the game, this can be regarded as breaking the rules...

"Master, what should we do then?"

Didn't this help Leng Lintian and give him a chance to get along with Jing Jiaren?

Provence, such a romantic country, everything is possible...

"Who came up with the bad idea!?" Ximen Longting, sweating all over, walked to the small bar, grabbed the boxing gloves, and drank the spirits in one gulp.