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

childish, provocative...

So what if he was thrown away, she couldn't get rid of him in her heart!

The reason why she wanted to get rid of him in such a panic was because he was too important, so she was in a mess.

Father Jing watched Jing Jiaren go downstairs carrying a heavy storage box, but he didn't dare to help...

A menacing flame shrouded her whole body, warning anyone not to get close to her and provoke her.

As soon as she walked to the yard, Jing Jiaren's body tightened.

Standing tall and tall outside the carved iron gate, Ximen Longting stared at the flowers beside the trash can, his handsome face was tense, and his ruthless lips were always slightly pursed...

Jing Jiaren's heart tightened.

Ximen Longting cast his eyes on her and saw the storage box she was holding: "Why throw it away?"

Jing Jiaren turned around and wanted to escape, but her feet seemed to be nailed.

Why did she run away? !He was the one who did the wrong thing, and he was the one who was shameless——

In fact, how could she be any better?A married woman!

She has always regarded herself as a pure~loving little girl...

Jing Jiaren was in a complicated mood, watching Ximen Longting grab the carved iron gate and shake it vigorously a few times: "Jing Jiaren, if you dare to leave, please tell me clearly!"

Her feet couldn't help stepping towards him.

Step by step, stepping on the soft soil to print shoe prints...

Jing Jiaren stared at him through a door: "You have seen it, I don't want these things anymore, and don't send me these unnecessary...junk..."

She had a hard time saying the last two words.

Ximen Longting's eyes flared up: "Trash?"

"..."

"My heart is rubbish in your eyes? You can lie even more blindly!"

Jing Jiaren threw the locker on the ground: "These are all given by you, I won't keep any of them, just throw them all away."

"What happened?" Ximen Longting reached in and grabbed her arm, "Leng Lintian is playing tricks again?"

He understands Jing Jiaren's personality, she will not lose her temper for no reason...

In the past few days, she has been looking for cough medicine for her everywhere. She cares about him so much and boils medicine for him.

Jing Jiaren slammed her hands hard: "My mind is in a mess right now, let go first..."

"If you don't tell me clearly, I won't let you go!"

"Ximen Longting, don't force me! We're tearing our faces apart, none of us look good! I don't want to be so ugly!"

"Then why don't you tear your face apart?" His heroic face approached the iron gate, "Tell me, what did I do wrong?"

Jing Jiaren's heart was in severe pain...

She couldn't ask those words at all!

Ximen Longting squeezed her hand so painfully, her face suddenly turned pale: "Let go! It hurts!"

As soon as Ximen Longting let go of his grip, Jing Jiaren slipped out of his grasp.

He was afraid of scratching her, so she took the opportunity to run away instead.

"Jing Jiaren!"

She took several steps back so that he could no longer reach her.

"It seems that the effect of the medicine is good... Your cough is cured, and your illness is also cured." Jing Jiaren stared at him closely, and didn't see him coughing for so long.

Ximen Longting posted in front of the door: "Open the door, let's make it clear!"

"But it still needs to be consolidated. I will give you the Chinese medicine formula in a while, and you let your servants grab the medicine and boil it."

"I want you to boil, I only drink your boil!"

Ximen Longting was so powerful that he tried to grab her with a long hand.

Jing Jiaren put her hands behind her back, fearing that he would catch her—if she was not careful, she would catch her heart, and she would never be able to escape again!