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

The sharp edge cut his palm, and the blood rolled down the slender fingers and dripped on the river surface.

Ximen Longting threw it back into the river, cursing in a cold voice, damn it~ die!

The long leg was kicked hard in the water, and the leather shoe knocked on a stone, Ximen Longting's eyebrows were painful, it's really fucking unlucky!

He fell into the water with his whole body, and supported the bottom of the river with his hands in time, but he didn't fall, but his body was wet by the ice water.

Like a basin of ice poured down on him...

The whole body was soaked, and I choked on a mouthful of ice water.

His internal organs were all stabbed by ice, but his breathing was extremely hot.

With water in his ears, he vaguely heard Jing Jiaren calling him.

Ximen Longting stood up straight, his handsome face reflected in the water.

He stared lamely at Jing Jiaren as she went down the long steps and approached here.

Wilson and two bodyguards also followed.

Ximen Longting's eyes fell on Jing Jiaren's bare feet, and an angry voice forced out from his chest: "Take her away...shoes! If she doesn't wear shoes, you all stomp your feet!"

Ximen Longting punched the water surface furiously, causing a splash of water.

His face was bloodthirsty brutal, absolute rage.

Wilson didn't dare to delay any longer, he immediately held down Jing Jiaren and carried it on his shoulder.

The young master can treat himself whatever he wants, but he can't see Jing Jiaren get hurt a little bit.

"let me go!"

Jing Jiaren was carried back, and there were a few more bodyguards on the long steps, and a big sofa was carried.

Jing Jiaren was thrown onto the sofa covered with white goose down...

Wilson picked up a blanket and covered her body, and said calmly, "Miss Jing, be careful not to catch a cold."

"..."

"There are cold drinks and some food here. You can do whatever you want."

A folding table is placed beside the sofa, with hot milk on it, as well as several plates of snacks and fruits.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, the railing was in front of her, and she could see the groping man in the glacier...

Did she do it on purpose?

Let her sit on the sofa, enjoy the food and service, and watch him suffer in cold water?

Jing Jiaren's heart was torn violently, he was the one who wanted to torture himself, why should she worry about him and feel heartbroken for him?

Ximen Longting, are you an idiot?

"Miss Jing, drink milk, you are shaking."

The milk was stuffed into her hands, and Jing Jiaren's cold hands pressed tightly against the temperature from the cup.

"Does he think that I will be with him when he finds the ring? Then tell him... even if he finds the ring, I won't be with him. I don't agree." Jing Jiaren asked with her head tilted, "So Will he be content?"

Wilson folded his hands in front of his belly and shook his head: "This is not the answer the young master wants to hear."

"You..." Jing Jiaren's pale lips curled up, "You are forcing me?"

"Didn't Ms. Jing tell the story about the poor man and the last copper coin?"

"..."

"I think, the young master can't become a poor man materially, but spiritually, he will give himself to you without reservation."

no reservations...

Ximen Longting's palm was injured, and the wound was already painful enough to touch the water, not to mention that the water was so cold.

Jing Jiaren suddenly remembered a word.

When you are hesitant about one thing, you pick up a coin, heads are OK, tails are not, when you toss it up and down...

The answer you get is not what you expected, and when you think about throwing it a second time, it has already determined the direction of your heart.