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

Absently swiping open the phone screen, looking at the appointed time, when she looked out of the car again, the RV followed closely behind at a distance of two cars...

The taxi car turns, and it also turns, and it is the same for several intersections.

Jing Jiaren focused on what Ximen Longting wanted to do?

Could it be such a coincidence that the place he was going to was on the same road as her?

If he was following her, he wouldn't have to pass by her so obviously and arrogantly, for fear that she wouldn't notice it.

If he wanted to catch her away, he had countless opportunities to drag her into the car just now, but he didn't.

Jing Jiaren's mood was disturbed by Ximen Longting, she tried to take a few breaths, and you sank into thought.

The doorman of the Red Wine Club opened the door, smiled and bowed to welcome her, and asked her to show her membership card.

"I have an appointment, my name is Jing..."

"Miss Jing, AMY has reserved a seat for you, this way please."

Jing Jiaren walked forward with the receptionist, and suddenly the golden glass sliding door was pulled open, and the doormen all shouted welcome.

Jing Jiaren stroked her hair, and subconsciously glanced at the door...

Ximen Longting was dressed in light-colored casual clothes, a white baseball cap, and big sunglasses, followed by a few black bodyguards. He was an eye-catching presence wherever he went.

The slender figure carries the inherent kingly slenderness, and the flirtatious lips are slightly hooked.

Jing Jiaren crashed, and he really followed!What the hell is he trying to do?

A bodyguard walked to the front desk and handed out the VIP self-esteem gold card.

With his hands in his pockets, Ximen Longting strode toward the elevator past Jing Jiaren.

Under the sunglasses, it was impossible to see where his eyes turned.

People in front avoided to make way for him...

Jing Jiaren froze and watched him walk into the elevator.

She thought he would walk towards her, she was ready to speak...

As a result, he just watched him ignore her and walk away again.

"Miss, please come with me." Miss the receptionist reminded.

When Jing Jiaren came back to her senses, Ximen Longting's elevator had already closed.

Maybe it's really such a damn coincidence that he also came here to discuss things?

Jing Jiaren put aside her chaotic thoughts and got on the ordinary elevator.

third floor.

The theme of the wine club is the castle club, which is completely in accordance with the design and planning of the ancient French winery. It has strict red wine storage standards, and has a full-time wine conservator to provide wine care, providing respected and tasteful services for the living families in the villa area. .

The morning sun shines on the sloping roof ridges.

Walking on the beige old stone masonry, the quaint wrought iron fence and retro revolving lantern exude a romantic temperament of life.

A burst of elegant perfume hits the nostrils.

Jing Jiaren turned her head and saw that AMY was wearing casual clothes, but she was wearing red high heels, which was both low-key and stylish.

AMY took off his sun hat and sunglasses, and the assistant behind him immediately took them in his hands.

"Where is Miss Jing, do you often come to the wine club?"

Jing Jiaren thought she would talk directly about work, but just as she opened her mouth, she closed it again.

"When talking about red wine, people will always think of Bordeaux, a city famous for its superb red wine, Lafite, Margaux, Dragon Boat Chateau, these romantic and elegant wineries in the world..."

With an elegant posture, AMY scrutinized Jing Jiaren sternly.

"..."

"The environmental construction here reminds me of the Rhone Valley Wine Club, when I was in France..."