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

It's him……

Jing Jiaren stood on the terrace and looked down. She saw Ximen Longting from the moment he appeared on the stage. His fierce and domineering appearance cannot be ignored, and every step reveals a domineering publicity.

Even if he doesn't have the entourage who are shouting and hugging him, he is enough to attract attention.

What's more, no matter where he goes, there are many bodyguards around him.

Jing Jiaren's eyes fell on the blue silk scarf on his wrist, and the rose was held by the French butler beside him.

That's right, in the entire swimming pool, there is no second boring person with a silk scarf tied around his hand.

Jing Jiaren's heart twitched tightly.

Why did she casually draw his face, why did she have the desire to want him when she saw him.

Why does her heart beat violently just by looking at her from a distance...

Jing Jiaren clutched the pocket watch in her hand, and the watch case scratched her palm deeply.

The memory of these 6 years is related to him?She couldn't remember anything.

And he was so close to her, never thought of looking for her?Why?

Jing Jiaren pressed her head and frowned, feeling a little inexplicably conflicted.

"Master, juice." Wilson took two glasses of juice from the waiter and put them on the table.

The empty seat on the other side is reserved for Jing Jiaren.

"Why haven't you arrived yet? Didn't tell you the time?!" Ximen Longting only waited for a few minutes, full of impatience.

No one has ever dared to make him wait, this woman has taken the courage of her ambition!

Seeing his stern expression, Jing Jiaren turned around and walked out with complicated emotions.

She clearly hates such a bully, why does her heart flutter.

……

Jing Jiaren pushed open the revolving glass door, walked down the steps, and came this way.

When Wilson saw Jing Jiaren, he immediately warned: "Master, Miss Jing is here too, she's the only one."

Jing Jiaren stared at the ground with her eyes closed, she didn't know what she was thinking, she was very preoccupied.

Ximen Longting's figure tensed slightly, his eyes narrowed.

These days, he ran into Jing Jiaren a few times, and she never recognized him, so he wouldn't try to avoid it.

"Master, she is coming this way..."

Ximen Longting's five fingers were slightly closed, and he said coldly: "I have eyes, I can see!"

They all thought that Jing Jiaren was just passing by Ximen Longting.

But I didn't expect her to come here, and suddenly raised her head...

Jing Jiaren saw Ximen Longting sitting under the parasol, with one leg raised high, in a handsome sitting posture, with a cocktail glass in his hand.

The tough facial features are more three-dimensional in the shadows, and the sunglasses cover his eyes, but he can feel his domineering indifference.

Jing Jiaren walked towards him——

The two bodyguards standing in front of her stood with their hands behind their backs, and immediately stretched out a hand to stop her.

Jing Jiaren is single: "I am the person your master wants to meet."

The two bodyguards put down their hands, and Jing Jiaren had successfully entered Ximen Longting's territory, took the rose from Wilson's hand, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it lightly: "I kept you waiting for a while."

"..."

Not to mention Ximen Longting, Wilson was shocked.

Jing Jiaren sat down on the recliner beside him with a calm expression.

The atmosphere froze frighteningly for an instant.

Jing Jiaren asked slowly: "I have the pocket watch, but you need to answer a few questions for me before I return it to you."

Ximen Longting put down the wine glass in his hand, said nothing, and looked into the distance.

Wilson knew that the young master had already scolded him thoroughly... Such a big mistake was not found!