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

It's so cool...

Surrounding Jing Jiaren was a row of bodyguards in black sunglasses and black clothes. Wilson was holding a big black umbrella for his master, but he was basically shielding Jing Jiaren from the light—because an umbrella obviously couldn't cover it.

Jing Jiaren's umbrella covered her upper body, while Wilson's covered her lower body.

Ximen Longting still maintained his bent posture, and handsomely took out a shoe from the shoe box.

"Come here."

"Why, don't touch me!"

"Help you put on your shoes."

"It's not that I have no hands or feet, I can wear..." Jing Jiaren watched as her feet were firmly held in his hands, unable to push them off.

Her cheeks were slightly red, and there was a strange feeling in her heart...

She never thought that a man like him would squat down to massage her feet and put on shoes.

And he didn't have the slightest restraint, it seemed as if he should do so naturally.

"You like wearing high heels so much?" Ximen Longting frowned, "You are so tall, do you need to wear belt heels?"

"Women have temperament only with high heels."

That kind of aura cannot be brought by wearing flat heels...

"You have temperament without shoes."

"..."

He is carrying new shoes, "The 3cm heel is enough to achieve the temperament you want, and the design that fits your feet is completely tailored for you—I customize your shoes."

Jing Jiaren couldn't believe it, this was custom-made?

Looking up at the shoe store opposite, in the sunlight, XM's LOGO is covered with dense black crystals, shining brightly in the sunlight.

Ximen Longting buckled her shoes, looked up at her, with a perfect curve on the corner of his mouth: "Shoes are like men, not just any pair is suitable for you."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, I am also your personal customization. Only I am the most suitable for you."

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip lightly, looking at the pair of silver crystal shoes under her feet...

There is a delicate daisy pinned to the shoelace buckle, and a heart on the buckle chain with XM's LOGO on it.

If Jing Jiaren remembers correctly, the XM brand rarely makes shoes, unless they are customized for nobles.

Even if I make shoes, I will definitely not use XM's logo, but use XM's family crest, rose flower instead.

because--

This means that she wears the "Ximen" under her feet and stomps on...

"Who else have you given it to?" Jing Jiaren stretched her feet back and forth, admiring the shoes, which were beautiful and shiny.

Wearing the right shoes, her feet look particularly beautiful, and the curvature of her ankles is just right.

"Besides me, who else have you customized shoes for?"

Ximen Longting got up and sat down on the bench beside her, habitually resting one hand on the backrest behind her, pulling her into his domain: "Only you."

"..."

"My love for you is the same as yours, which is unique in this world!"

Absolutely no second pair!

Jing Jiaren admits that every word of Ximen Longting is very pleasant...

She trembled her eyelashes, almost believing her...

But she is Jing Jiaren, so she sucked in her breath hard to control herself.

A man's oath is like farting, the least credible.

This is the motto summed up by thousands of women who have experienced pain and betrayal.

Even Shang Yanxuan can betray the promise between them...

Jing Jiaren tilted her head and stared at him with a strange smile, her smiling face had an indescribable charm.

The man in front of him is a temptation that no woman can refuse, including her!