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

Jing Jiaren gripped the bento box tightly and stared at him as if seeing an alien.

She could see the loneliness behind his smile, and he tried his best to pretend he didn't care.But is it necessary?Hurt yourself like this?

"Get in the car." Leng Lintian clenched the steering wheel, "I'll take you to the theater and leave."

"why?"

"If you are happy, why should I block your sunshine. I would rather send you to bathe in the sun." Leng Lintian's black eyes darkened, "Don't forget that the sun has left. staying for you."

Jing Jiaren's throat was choked, and she didn't know what to say.

"You can't park here for too long, why don't you get in the car quickly?"

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Wilson has been paying attention to the movement in the building next door. Seeing Jing Jiaren coming out, the bodyguard immediately reported it.

Holding a binoculars, Wilson watched Jing Jiaren run across the villa, as if she was escaping from a vicious dog...

He was wondering, what is Jing Jiaren hiding?

Originally thought she was going to the opera house, but saw that she was wearing soft slippers and an apron. It didn't look like she was going on a date at all, but more like going to the vegetable market to sell vegetables.

The bodyguards following him saw Leng Lintian's car pull over...

"Boss, she got into Young Master Leng's car."

Wilson put down the binoculars and sighed lightly, hey.I knew that Miss Jing was ungrateful and ungrateful, so she wouldn't go.

In the room, the servants and doctors coming in and out seemed particularly flustered.

On the big bed, Ximen Longting had a high fever and was unconscious...

"what time is it?"

His open shirt revealed his red chest.

There was a salt water bag hanging on the back of his hand, but he was not honest at all, growling impatiently...

Wilson put away the binoculars and turned back, when the intercom came asking: "Sir, do you still need to continue tracking?"

"withdraw."

He was so disappointed in Jing Jiaren, thanks to his master's illness, he was still thinking about tonight's agreement.She actually went on a date with Master Leng! ?

With a wave of his hand, Ximen Longting overturned the washbasin water, and threw the ice pack on his forehead to reduce the fever far away.

"I ask you, what time is it!?"

He was panting, his voice hoarsely forced out from between the roars, and he couldn't even sit up.

His sight was psychedelic, he tried his best to stare at the clock on the wall, but he couldn't see the hour hand clearly...

"Change my clothes!" He coughed and was about to get out of bed.

Wilson immediately asked the servants and the doctor to hold him down...

"Go away! Cough cough cough..."

Wilson waited on the side: "Master, it's only 4 o'clock in the afternoon, it's still early."

4 pm?How long has he not slept?

He didn't dare to sleep peacefully at all, he kept thinking about tonight's appointment, afraid of missing the time...

"You're taking potions, and you have a very high fever... It's not good for your health to go out rashly now."

When Ximen Longting heard the time, he leaned against the pillow and coughed heavily again, "4 o'clock?..."

Wilson glanced at it, and the servants all nodded: "Yes, master, it's only 4 o'clock."

Ximen Longting's every breath was heavy, and he squinted his eyes and looked out the window: "It's dark at 4 o'clock? How dare you lie to me?!"

"It's not dark outside...Young master, I think you are too sick."

"..."

"The doctor advised you to lie down and rest." Wilson pressed Simon Longting's shoulder.

"Alarm clock...!" Ximen Longting's handsome face was pale, and he sank on the big white European-style pillow.

"Bring the alarm clock to the young master." Wilson winked.