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

Suddenly Jing Jiaren kicked a stone and leaned forward. Ximen Longting turned around and hugged her in his arms.

"Can't even walk a good way?"

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, what on earth are you capable of? Apart from playing with my sincerity, what do you think you will—"

"..."

"It's fun to throw me from heaven to hell again?" Ximen Longting roared loudly, regardless of where it was, "You know how happy I was when I came to the hospital, how happy I was. I want to see you as soon as possible. I call you and you don’t answer? Do you know how worried I am? Just like that time when you thought I had a car accident, you understand my feelings? You never thought about me!"

Jing Jiaren lowered her head.

"Don't even have the courage to look at me? Hold your head up! Look into my eyes!"

Ximen Longting pinched her jaw, raised her face, and stared at her explosively.

Jing Jiaren's face was pale, her eyes were as red as a bunny...

Two lines of tears slid down from the corner of her eyes again.

She really couldn't accept the bad news of her father's illness. She finally got out of the barrier in her heart. Her desire to be with Ximen Longting was true, but her father threatened her with illness.

Seeing her tears, Ximen Longting was so angry that most of them were extinguished.

"You still have the face to cry?"

"..."

"Speak up! Jing Jiaren, you and I hate your clamshell-like mouth the most!"

Jing Jiaren finally opened her lips: "Ximen Longting, I'm sorry..."

Ximen Longting's handsome face tensed up: "It's not this sentence!"

"I want to make you happy too... I like to see you smile," Jing Jiaren tried hard to draw her lower lip, "I have seen everything you did for me... I don't blame you for what happened to the jury yesterday... "

Ximen Longting vented his anger again, and held her sweaty little hand.

"It's all because I didn't tell you clearly yesterday that you went to drink."

"..."

"You're right, I always don't know what to say when I should speak... making you sad and angry." Jing Jiaren mocked, "I'm really stupid."

Ximen Longting frowned, staring at her tenderly and domineeringly: "Jing Jiaren, I won't allow you to say that you are stupid."

"..."

"Not to be told to anyone—except me."

Jing Jiaren rubbed her sore eyes with the back of her hand: "You promised me not to drink, but you got so drunk last night."

"I'll drink if you're not by my side! I promise to Jing Jia who is by my side!"

"..."

"Don't rub your eyes with your hands, it's dirty, you want to get eye disease?" Ximen Longting took off her hand, cleaned her body, and suddenly walked over to the two girls who were staring at him.

"tissue?!"

The two girls froze for a moment, then searched in the bag one after another.

Ximen Longting took it at all, without even saying thank you, he walked back to Jing Jiaren in a bully manner, tore open the paper bag, and took out a tissue to wipe her tears.

Jing Jiaren met his lowered gaze: "Ximen Longting, have you eaten yet?"

"Didn't eat!"

"You didn't eat the breakfast I made for you?"

"The first thing I did when I woke up was to look for you—" Ximen Longting wiped her tears carefully, "Go back and eat, I won't waste it!"

"I don't think you're wasteful. You've been drinking on an empty stomach since last night and haven't eaten yet... Wilson said your stomach is not good. You have had stomach cancer and had surgery before." Jing Jiaren said angrily, "You Do not die?"