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

[From now on, I will do all the hard work.You just have to enjoy being loved. 】

【Jing Jiaren, I swear to make you happy. 】

That's how those words moved her.

She had no love for him at first, but his pursuit was like a cup of just right warm water.She lacked care since she was a child, longing to be cared and protected by someone.

[Try it, if I'm not good enough, you have the right to break up with me at any time. 】

So they are together.

Sure enough, as he said, he cared for her meticulously, making her gradually rely on him for everything big and small.

Gradually, he became an indispensable and close person in her life.

Shang Yanxuan held her tightly: "You will give up on me, it must be because I am not doing well enough."

"No, you've done a good job..."

"Give me a chance, and I will treat you better." Shang Yanxuan said softly, "Our love has always been two people drinking each other. Let me toast, you can do whatever you want."

Jing Jiaren's eyes flickered, suffocating from heartache.

Yes, he drank, pouring out all his love for her with all his heart.nothing left.

He has always been giving, gradually spoiling her, to the point where she thinks that all his giving to her should be taken for granted.

So one day, when he was with another woman...she sentenced him to death without even giving him a chance to explain.

In this relationship, she felt too much guilt and owed him, that's why she tried her best to keep his comfort in front of Ximen Longting.

"Shang Yanxuan, everything you've done for me is enough, stop here!" Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, "Don't keep giving, you won't get anything in return from me...I'll just treat you Empty."

Shang Yanxuan looked at her indifferently: "From the moment I fell in love with you, you have already hollowed me out."

"..."

"I never expected anything in return from you, as long as you are with me, give me a chance to love you."

"I used to imagine that we might..." Jing Jiaren shook her head, "But now, I have a child."

A word is like thunder on the ground.

Shang Yanxuan's face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were full of shock and pain.

The pain was like a double-edged sword, stabbing each other.

"Regardless of whether this child will be born or not, I think his existence has separated us, we are no longer people in the same world," Jing Jiaren tried to smile, "The old Jing Jiaren is dead."

"..."

"The current Jing Jiaren is the one I hated the most in the past. You won't like it either, she doesn't deserve to be liked by you again."

Shang Yanxuan frowned, his temples ached, and he felt a white light flashing in his mind.

The blood vessels in the whole body seemed to be congealed together.

Jing Jiaren's face was gradually blurred, clear, and blurred in front of him...

His body moved, and suddenly he fell forward, Jing Jia hurriedly went to help him: "Yanxuan?"

Shang Yanxuan tried his best to stand still, his fiery breath rushed towards her, and the exhaled breath was hot on her neck: "Don't leave me..."

Only then did Jing Jiaren realize that his heat was unusual.

"You have a fever?"

"Jing Jiaren, you can't leave me."

His arms suddenly embraced her, and took advantage of the situation to hold her tightly in his arms, preventing her from disappearing from sight.

Jing Jiaren bit her lips: "Leng Lintian, you are not the Shang Yanxuan you used to be, sober up." [From now on, I will do all the hard work.You just have to enjoy being loved. 】

【Jing Jiaren, I swear to make you happy. 】

That's how those words moved her.

She had no love for him at first, but his pursuit was like a cup of just right warm water.She lacked care since she was a child, longing to be cared and protected by someone.

[Try it, if I'm not good enough, you have the right to break up with me at any time. 】

So they are together.

Sure enough, as he said, he cared for her meticulously, making her gradually rely on him for everything big and small.

Gradually, he became an indispensable and close person in her life.

Shang Yanxuan held her tightly: "You will give up on me, it must be because I am not doing well enough."

"No, you've done a good job..."

"Give me a chance, and I will treat you better." Shang Yanxuan said softly, "Our love has always been two people drinking each other. Let me toast, you can do whatever you want."

Jing Jiaren's eyes flickered, suffocating from heartache.

Yes, he drank, pouring out all his love for her with all his heart.nothing left.

He has always been giving, gradually spoiling her, to the point where she thinks that all his giving to her should be taken for granted.

So one day, when he was with another woman...she sentenced him to death without even giving him a chance to explain.

In this relationship, she felt too much guilt and owed him, that's why she tried her best to keep his comfort in front of Ximen Longting.

"Shang Yanxuan, everything you've done for me is enough, stop here!" Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, "Don't keep giving, you won't get anything in return from me...I'll just treat you Empty."

Shang Yanxuan looked at her indifferently: "From the moment I fell in love with you, you have already hollowed me out."

"..."

"I never expected anything in return from you, as long as you are with me, give me a chance to love you."

"I used to imagine that we might..." Jing Jiaren shook her head, "But now, I have a child."

A word is like thunder on the ground.

Shang Yanxuan's face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes were full of shock and pain.

The pain was like a double-edged sword, stabbing each other.

"Regardless of whether this child will be born or not, I think his existence has separated us, we are no longer people in the same world," Jing Jiaren tried to smile, "The old Jing Jiaren is dead."

"..."

"The current Jing Jiaren is the one I hated the most in the past. You won't like it either, she doesn't deserve to be liked by you again."

Shang Yanxuan frowned, his temples ached, and he felt a white light flashing in his mind.

The blood vessels in the whole body seemed to be congealed together.

Jing Jiaren's face was gradually blurred, clear, and blurred in front of him...

His body moved, and suddenly he fell forward, Jing Jia hurriedly went to help him: "Yanxuan?"

Shang Yanxuan tried his best to stand still, his fiery breath rushed towards her, and the exhaled breath was hot on her neck: "Don't leave me..."

Only then did Jing Jiaren realize that his heat was unusual.

"You have a fever?"

"Jing Jiaren, you can't leave me."

His arms suddenly embraced her, and took advantage of the situation to hold her tightly in his arms, preventing her from disappearing from sight.

Jing Jiaren bit her lips: "Leng Lintian, you are not the Shang Yanxuan you used to be, so wake up."