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

In the dim movie theater, they are clearly in the same room, but they are separated by an untouchable distance...

Every time Jing Jiaren saw the plot in the movie, she couldn't stop thinking, did Ximen Longting laugh, was Ximen Longting moved, would Ximen Longting feel bored and doze off, he is a big man who doesn't like to watch Romance.

It's simply unstoppable thinking, and you can't even pull it back.

After the movie ended, Jing Jiaren's family got into the car, and the lights of the black RV were turned on.

Leng Lintian turned the steering wheel, staring at the rearview mirror, a dark color flashed across his eyes.

To him, Ximen Longting is simply a ghost that he can't get rid of!

But to Jing Jiaren, he is more like a shadow, accompanying him like a shadow.

"Dad, don't you like fishing? Let me go fishing with you tomorrow?" Jing Jiaren said while holding Dad Jing's hand.

"Watch a movie with me today, play golf with me yesterday, play chess with me in the morning run the day before yesterday, and accompany me the day before yesterday..."

"That's what I should do."

"Beauty, it's enough for Dad to have your heart. You should still be busy with your business."

"Nothing is more important than the relatives around you." Jing Jiaren raised her lips, fearing that it would be too late to be filial in the future.

The car arrived at the bustling street. It was less than ten o'clock at this time, and there was still a lot of traffic...

At a red light, Jing Jiaren saw several police cars whining head-on.

"What's going on? It's so late, shouldn't there be a car accident?"

Father Jing pressed down on the car window and looked back.

The drivers of other cars also looked curiously. They were waiting for the red light anyway, so they were idle at first.

The radio was on in the car next door: [A bus crashed into a black Bentley on Xinghua Road...]

Jing Jiaren's complexion suddenly changed, and her blood froze, as if it was flowing against the current.

In U City, she saw that there was no other person driving a Bentley car except Ximen Longting.

She looked behind suddenly, and Ximen Longting who had been following behind her was gone.

gone, gone...

Jing Jiaren's eardrums buzzed, and she suddenly asked the driver next door, "What's the license plate number of Bentley? Did you say the license plate number?"

"Miss, I don't know..."

Jing Jiaren picked up her cell phone and started calling Ximen Longting's cell phone.

One, two, three...

No one answered.

Jing Jiaren's heart was completely pulled, she didn't even know how pale and crazy her expression was at this moment.

Father Jing looked at her in surprise, opened his mouth, but was too scared by her face to speak: "Beauty..."

The red light has passed.

The vehicles behind were honking their horns to urge them to move forward.

Leng Lintian pressed the steering wheel, his lips were purple, and he was about to step on the accelerator and drive through the intersection.

Jing Jiaren said loudly, "Go to Xinghua Road!"

"Girl, it's a long way here and you can't turn around. There is a crossroad ahead, so you have to go through it."

"Didi, Baba!"

The sound of urging horns from the vehicles and the sound of the police gradually going away plunged Jing Jiaren into a world beyond redemption.

She took off her seat belt and opened the door just as the car was about to start. Leng Lintian just drove out when she stepped on the ground. Her legs were unsteady and fell to the ground. She felt the burning pain in her knees but she didn't feel it at all.

He was still holding the phone in his hand, and no one answered the call.

Seeing Jing Jiaren getting out of the car, Leng Lintian slammed on the brakes, and the car behind did not react and directly rear-ended.

Jing Jiaren ran to the sidewalk against the traffic flow, and ran towards Xinghua Road...