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

"I'm nervous about you!"

"..."

Ximen Longting held her shoulders, his eyes were like two searchlights, looking her up and down.

He suddenly looked towards the door and stared, "What are you looking at? Close the door!"

The bodyguard hurriedly closed the door for fear of being shot by a stray bullet.

Ximen Longting changed Jing Jiaren's position, with his broad back facing Leng Lintian, he reached out to lift up her clothes and wanted to take her off.

Jing Jiaren grabbed her clothes and said angrily, "Are you sick? Why take off my clothes?"

"Shall I come to check, or ask the doctor to check with you?"

"I didn't even take off a piece of skin. Didn't you see who was lying on the bed!?"

Ximen Longting held her in his arms, and said in a tone of lost and recovered: "I dare to touch my women - I have already sent someone to investigate, and I will not let anyone go."

"So? Are you going to kill someone to silence you?" Jing Jiaren stretched her arms out of his embrace, "This is a society ruled by law, I hope you will abide by the law."

"Are you talking about law and discipline with me? They abide by the law and won't treat you lightly last night!"

"Then they have also learned a lesson, or if you are so righteous, arrest them and send them to the police station for processing."

"Okay, I will listen to you as you say how to deal with it."

As long as this woman is fine, fine...

"What are you doing here? Let me go!"

Jing Jiaren finally pushed him away, and put the towel in her hand into the washbasin. Before she could wring it dry, her waist tightened, and she was hugged into Ximen Longting's arms again...

His breath ironed her like iron.

Emotional This uncle completely treated Leng Lintian on the hospital bed as a decoration, and stared at her affectionately with his red eyes.

That gaze was so deep that it seemed to devour her:

"Jing Jiaren, you went to the appointment last night."

"So what?"

"You asked me how - I said to be my woman, so I went to the opera house for an appointment, you went, and you made me a bento box, what do you think?" Frowning.

When Jing Jiaren saw him, she knew that he looked very bad and must be seriously ill...

She also guessed that he was ill.

"It's not too late for you to tell me this now, where were you last night?" She asked, but she still asked.

"I am sick."

"Too sick to get out of bed?"

"I'm terminally ill, 40°8, critical point. You almost can't see me." Ximen Longting held her hand and pressed it against his side face.

Jing Jiaren's heart shrank tightly, she knew he must be seriously ill, but now let's see if he can catch up to the hospital well, see if he can walk, see if he can yell at him angrily, and see if he can treat him well. She is provocative...

Then he has recovered a lot from his illness, right?

"Are you so ill that you can't even send someone to notify me?" Jing Jiaren's eyes darkened.

In fact, she really minds whether he has a playful attitude towards her, or does he really have an important position...

Every sentence of Leng Lintian's words last night pierced her heart.

Ximen Longting became angry when he heard this topic, and said Wilson's deception in a cold voice.

Jing Jiaren could immediately understand Wilson's actions after listening...

"I will send someone to dispose of his body."

"Remains?" Jing Jiaren stared at him in shock, "You killed him!?"

"Not yet. If you get angry because of this, then he will have no way out." Ximen Longting said in a firm voice. He knew that Jing Jiaren was very kind and would definitely plead for Wilson.