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

And now-

Jing Jiaren's willpower gradually disintegrated and wavered constantly.

"Which one of you has coins?" Jing Jiaren asked determinedly after taking a sip of milk to warm her stomach.

Wilson questioned several bodyguards, and one of them pulled out a coin.

Jing Jiaren put down the cup, put the coin on the tip of her finger, tapped her thumb hard, and the coin was thrown high.

She took it on the back of her hand, and pressed the other hand on the back of her hand.

If it is positive, then agree to be his girlfriend;

If it's the opposite, then don't agree...

Jing Jiaren's heart beat very fast suddenly, she let go of her hand quietly, and seeing that the back of her hand was reversed, a great disappointment filled her heart.

She did have an urge to throw it again, but—

God has told her time and time again that she and Ximen Longting are not suitable at all.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were dim, playing with coins back and forth.

Wilson probably also knew that Jing Jiaren was betting with coins, but the young master lost in the end.

He stretched out his wristwatch and reminded: "It has been 41 minutes and 9 seconds since the young master went into the water, and now it is 10 seconds..."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"If you stay any longer, the young master will get sick at the least, or suffer from rheumatism at worst. It seems that he will have to rely on a wheelchair for the rest of his life."

Jing Jiaren's heart felt like being stung by a scorpion: "If that's the case, why didn't you stop him?!"

"Except for your words, the young master won't listen to others' words."

Tell the truth...

Even if he knocked the master out, he would torture himself even more when he woke up to show Jing Jiaren.

Jing Jiaren took a breath and closed her eyes resignedly.

Promise, how can there be so much reason in love, even if he really lied to her and made her fall all over with bruises...

She trusted him once.

"Mobile phone, give me your mobile phone... I want to talk to him."

Jing Jiaren's eyes lit up, she figured out something, and she seemed to feel much more relaxed.

Wilson had no choice but to take out his cell phone and dial Ximen Longting's cell phone for her: "He may not answer."

"If he doesn't answer, I'll go down and tell him in person!"

"..."

"You send the bodyguard down to tell him that I have something very important to tell him."

Jing Jiaren held the phone tightly, her heart was beating abnormally...

The phone vibrated in Ximen Longting's trouser pocket.

His whole body was completely wet, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and an unstoppable cough escaped his thin lips. His brows were cold and cold, his whole body was numb from the cold, and ice shards were breaking apart on his hands.

Every time I exhale, the hot mist lingers...

Finally, his eyes locked on a pile of tangled water plants on the river bank, and the flickering light fell into his eyes.

He carefully pushed aside the weeds...

The tangled aquatic plants actually had sharp barbs, scratching his already injured palm, and he could no longer feel any pain.

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows and picked up the ring. The red gemstones were like his pupils, shining with a cold and evil light.

"Master," the bodyguard shouted in a dedicated voice on the shore, "Miss Jing wants to call you."

Ximen Longting pinched the ring with one hand full of scars, took out the mobile phone from his trouser pocket, wet his thumb, swiped the screen without unlocking the lock.

He wiped off the drops of water, and when his handsome face raised his face, there was a smile in his cold eyes.

Jing Jiaren was kneeling on the sofa leaning against the guardrail, with her head hanging down, holding her phone...

Ximen Longting drowned in the water with his long legs, his wet clothes stuck to his body, and he looked up at her arrogantly.