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

Wilson explained on the side: "There are 9999 roses in total."

"..."

"There are a total of 520 hearts made of snow."

Before Jing Jiaren's eyes, it was like a rose garden carved out of ice.

In fact, when the car was parked on the side of the square, she could see a lot of people watching from a distance near the stairs, but the distance was too far to see clearly what was on it.

Follow the 520 hearts to the top.

A male snowman kneels on one knee, holding a ring box in his hand, as a gesture of marriage proposal.

And the female snowman stood proudly, her face turned aside, not very appreciative.

The snowman's statue can't be like the stone carving, so the facial features are three-dimensional and delicate, but the appearance of the beautiful woman can be vaguely seen.

Jing Jiaren's heart fluttered heavily...

The scene of Ximen Long kneading her feet on the street appeared in front of her eyes.

When a man puts his dignity under her feet and let her step on it, does it prove that her position is very important?

Is it really that important?Would he do this to the girls he pursued before...?

Ximen Longting took off his coat and put it on her shoulders: "Is it cold?"

"..."

"Your hands are cold."

He took her cold hand and rubbed it in his wide palm.

After all, there are ice sculptures everywhere here, and the breath is very cold...the temperature is also different.

"Go, go up and have a look."

He forcibly led her around the rose garden and up the stairs from the side of the stairs.

Jing Jiaren looked at a huge snow heart lined up with snow hearts...

The onlookers were blocked by the bodyguards outside the arch, and stretched their necks to look inside.

It seems that this battle was done by a rich man to please women, and he even sent bodyguards here to prevent tourists from accidentally destroying and trampling...

Now everyone finally sees the hero and heroine.

The man is tall and straight, of foreign origin, and a pair of red eyes is his symbolic aristocratic image.

The woman was wearing a hat, so she couldn't see her face, but her figure and aura were not inferior to the man's at all, so she matched well.

Jing Jiaren was held in front of two snowmen, which were made according to the proportions of human figures.

Ximen Longting asked Jing Jiaren to stand beside the snowman...

He took a box from the snowman's hand and stroked the broken snow off it.

Ximen Longting took two steps back, smiled evilly and handsomely, then knelt down on one leg again, almost overlapping the male snowman, and stretched out the ring box in his hand.

Jing Jiaren immediately became at a loss, her heart was beating wildly, and she held her hat tightly with both hands, for fear that someone would see her face.

Ximen Longting's move immediately aroused applause from the tourists.

Applause everywhere...

Ximen Longting stared at her with his haughty chin raised slightly, his red eyes were cold, looking at her with a trace of warmth.

The slightly pursed thin lips opened, and the voice was magnetic: "Be my woman."

"..."

"You were destined to be mine from birth."

With her arrogant confession, Jing Jiaren was in a daze for dozens of seconds before slowly recovering.

What he did was, "be my woman" instead of "marry me"?

Jing Jia kept her eyes on him. He wasn't proposing marriage, he was just like Leng Lintian...begging her to be his girlfriend?

Ximen Longting opened the ring box in his hand, raised his eyebrows handsomely——

He had investigated, and Leng Lintian's attack on Jing Jiaren on the beach was not a marriage proposal, but a confession.

But it was just a confession, but Jing Jiaren also refused...

He misunderstood her, thinking that she was hesitant to marry Leng Lintian, so he made a bunch of impulsive and rash actions.