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

"Who are you calling?"

Ximen Longting's deep and forceful voice rang in his ears, Jing Jiaren looked up and met his pair of red eyes.

Just now he said that he would not get close to her, nor would he look at her Ximen Boss...

After such a short while, he couldn't bear it any longer, and pressed his body over, one hand pressed the back of her chair, the other pressed the tabletop, forming a lingering arc to divide her into his arms.

Jing Jiaren clutched her phone: "You want to take care of it?"

"Don't tell me it's Leng Lintian!"

"..." Jing Jiaren took a deep breath, "It doesn't matter who you are!"

Ximen Longting snatched the phone, glanced at it, and his face darkened...

There are only a few people in her address book.

Dad, Leng Lintian, Husband Ximen, Xiaokui... There are also some messy names, most of them were met at this banquet, so they must not be familiar with each other.

Except for the first four people, it is impossible for her to ask others to borrow money.

"Are you asking Leng Lintian to borrow it?" Ximen Longting was very angry.

Jing Jiaren seemed to have done something wrong, and the arrogance on her body was suppressed: "Who else can I turn to except him?"

"Find me!"

"Who are you? Why should I look for you?"

"Then who is he to you, why are you looking for him!?"

"He's my ex-husband."

"I'm your neighbor!"

"..."

"Distant water can't save near fire, and distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors? You don't understand such a simple truth? If a good neighbor like me doesn't ask for help, how can your brain grow?" Ximen Long was furious.She actually wanted to borrow money from Leng Lintian, what did she take him for?

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "Then I'll pay you back when I earn money..."

"Return? Do you dare to mention the word return to me?" Ximen Longting's heroic face approached, "Are you looking down on me?!"

"..."

"You can make me angrier. Woman, you can!"

His growling voice really bombarded her ears like cannon fire...

Jing Jiaren leaned against the back of her chair and frowned. He really didn't want her to pay it back, so she took his nearly 100 million yuan for nothing, so what was she?

"I don't want your help." She insisted, "Give me back the phone."

Ximen Longting's red eyes were burning with anger.

"Unless you ask me to pay you back." Jing Jiaren insisted on her principles, "I won't take yours for nothing. I will pay you back when I make money from my first order."

Do you want to be so clear with her?

Ximen Longting's chest was throbbing with pain, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "If you borrow from Leng Lintian, can you not pay it back?"

"Of course I have to pay it back!" Jing Jiaren subconsciously replied.

Ximen Longting felt much better now, and was almost mad at this woman!

"I have to pay it back, why do you lend him and not me?"

"If you want me to pay you back, I'll borrow it." Jing Jia said clearly, "I don't want to owe anyone."

I see……

The anger in Ximen Longting's eyes slowly disappeared: "I'll let you pay it back."

"I'll give you an IOU!"

"what ever!"

He owed her the 100 million?He's OK with what she does to feel comfortable, just don't get confused with Leng Lintian!

Wilson came over from there, holding the mobile phone in his hand, and said softly: "Master, it has been done according to your order, and this wine club has been included in your name."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"Master, you still need to sign the contract."

A messenger came with a tray with a contract and a pen on it.

Ximen Longting picked up the pen and signed his name in a fluttering manner.