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

Leng Lintian stood under the stairs, with one hand in his pocket, squinting at her back, and suddenly shouted: "Jing Jiaren!"

This shout was very loud, causing many people to turn their heads. Jing Jiaren turned her face with lame brows. Under the light, Leng Lintian's face was surrounded by a beautiful shadow. He was so handsome that people who passed by couldn't help but look sideways. .

He's not bad at all...

"I'm waiting for you!"

Jing Jiaren looked at him expressionlessly, wondering if she heard it, then turned around and completely followed the flow of people into the arena without any hesitation, and never looked back.

Leng Lintian watched her disappear, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Can he still have her?What he is afraid of is not the endless waiting...

As soon as he turned around, he saw several student groups who had formed a team to see the theater staring at him intently. When he saw him like this, he immediately shoved and ran away shyly.

"Hey, it's said that the first time Dad heard that his daughter had a boyfriend, he felt like a farmer who had worked so hard to grow cabbage for a season—being pushed by a pig."

A couple walked by, the girl bent the boy's arm and said with a smile.

"And the feeling of my father hearing that his son has a girlfriend for the first time is like a hard-working pig that finally knows how to get cabbage!"

Leng Lintian's footsteps suddenly stopped, and there was a magical light in his eyes.

Isn't his current mood the same as the cabbage that he worked so hard for a season, but was delivered by a pig himself?

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Jing Jiaren made several big mistakes today.

First, food is not allowed in the opera house, only water... Her heart bento was detained at the front desk.

Second, the VIP card that Ximen Longting gave her was the grandstand of the royal private room, and she left the card at home...

Third, she didn't bring her mobile phone, how could she contact Ximen Longting?Even if she brought it, she didn't remember Ximen Longting's cell phone number.

However, once Ximen Longting appeared on the stage, there would be a lot of noise, she would not fail to see it...

There are not many people who come to see the opera, the venue is sparse and there are many empty seats.

Jing Jiaren specially found a place near the entrance to sit down, so that she could see Ximen Longting enter the arena at any time.

For the convenience of watching the opera, everyone basically sat in the front, and the ones sitting in the back row, except for Jing Jiaren, were just a young couple.

During the whole process, the couple kissed me, talked sweetly, hugged and hugged...

Jing Jiaren has been patient, not in the mood to watch an opera at all.

Suddenly the place around her darkened, Leng Lintian sat down and handed her water and snacks, which were all bought in the theater.

"He didn't come?"

Jing Jiaren clenched the water bottle: "What are you doing here!?"

"He was half an hour late and asked the girl to wait on the first date. It's really not the style of a gentleman."

"That's none of your business, get out!"

"I'll bring you some food and leave..." Leng Lintian put the big bag away, "I don't know what you want to drink, mineral water, green tea, fruit juice, there are all of them. As for the food, you can see , tell me what you want to eat..."

"go out!"

When Leng Lintian left, Jing Jiaren shouted again: "Lend me your phone!"

"..."

"Do you have Ximen Longting's cell phone number?"

She admitted that it was cruel for her to ask this sentence, and regretted it as soon as she finished speaking.Is it too much for me?Actually asked Leng Lintian for contact information?

Leng Lintian narrowed his phoenix eyes, took out his mobile phone and handed it to her: "I don't know him well."