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

Jing Jiaren matches his appearance very well. He is humble and considerate in personality, but she is arrogant and indifferent, arrogant and unreasonable.

Obviously there is nothing wrong with him, why doesn't he feel it, what is the problem?

After dinner, Leng Lintian proposed to go down for a walk, and Jing Jiaren agreed, firstly, to see if the owner was looking for the pocket watch, secondly, it was a waste of time for her to take a trip without taking care of the scenery.

Walking on the beach near the hotel, the wind is strong at night, very refreshing...

Jing Jiaren took off her shoes and walked on the soft sand.

Leng Lintian reached out and took the shoes.

Jing Jiaren turned around, faced him and stepped back, the corners of her mouth curled coldly: "Help me lift my shoes, don't you feel ashamed?"

"My pleasure."

"Are you quite up to date?"

"A good man is trained by a good woman. I am far from enough now. I look forward to your training."

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, and the sea breeze came from her back. Her hair was hanging messily, and her long skirt was raised, revealing her fair ankles.

When passing by the open-air swimming pool, she sat by the pool and washed the sand off her feet.

Leng Lintian came over with two glasses of cocktails and sat beside her.

It was already late, and there were not many late tourists in the swimming pool. He took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.

Jing Jiaren didn't refuse, took the cocktail and sipped tea slowly, watching the few remaining couples playing volleyball.

A smile rose from the corner of her mouth, marriage means having an extra companion by her side...

Maybe Leng Lintian couldn't move her, but at least, it was very real.

A car came back from the entrance of the hotel, and Ximen Longting walked out wearing a tight diving suit, all wet.

The hair is still dripping, the fins have been removed from the feet, and the shoes are not on, and the bare feet are walking on the marble floor...

Wilson and several bodyguards followed closely behind.

The only one who goes diving at night is Ximen BOSS.

Fortunately, there was no danger, Wilson's heart and spleen were going to be frightened...

Ximen Longting, who became impulsive and angry, could be handled by no one except Jing Jiaren.

But at this time, Jing Jiaren—

Ximen Longting walked into the hall with dampness. Two security guards frowned and were about to come over to intercept him.

Wilson flicked out a gold card, and they backed away without a sound.

Ximen Longting let the water drip on the ground, his handsome facial features were covered with water, and his expression was not good.

Suddenly, he turned his face and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, at the edge of the huge outdoor swimming pool.

Jing Jiaren and Leng Lintian sat side by side by the pool, not knowing what they were talking about.

good very good!great!

Not long after Ximen Longting left, Jing Jiaren and Leng Lintian also returned to the hall and saw bright water stains on the ground.

She even walked into the elevator that Ximen Longting had entered just a moment ago.

On the intricately patterned carpet, a large pool of water stains was evident, and Jing Jiaren happened to be standing on it.

Ximen Longting just stood in the position, as if his figure was superimposed on her.

After a tiring day, Jing Jiaren took a shower, and was so exhausted that she fell asleep on the bed.

Of course, before going to bed, she didn't forget the connected door, and dragged it to press it with the cabinet...

Falling on the bed, in a daze, I heard the phone text message beeping several times.

Jing Jiaren was too tired to look at it.

The next day, she also woke up to the ringtone of a text message on her mobile phone...

Jing Jiaren turned over. All the bones in her body ached. She walked too much yesterday.