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

Jing Jiaren waved her hands, and slowly stepped back to leave. Ximen Longting took her hand, kissed the back of it, and stared at her affectionately.

"Jing Jiaren, you want to come."

Jing Jiaren clearly saw the reluctance in his eyes, she turned around, and her footsteps hit the ground.

The elevator had already arrived, and he stood at the door staring at her.

Until she opened the door and walked into the ward...

Jing Jiaren took a breath and made up her mind to go in.

Father Jing was sitting on the bed, stroking the ring on his finger.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, my whole body froze...

"Dad, if I promise you everything, will you treat your illness well?"

The window was open, and bright sunlight shone into the ward, which made Jing Jiaren feel particularly dazzling.

Father Jing raised his head hesitantly.

Jing Jiaren said softly, "I can agree to all your conditions, but I also have one condition."

……

In the evening, it was raining lightly outside the window.

All the guests in the western restaurant had left, only the table by the window was left, and a few bodyguards stood guard at a distance. Ximen Longting was sitting on the chair, fumbling with his mobile phone.

Wilson, recovering from a serious illness, was rewarded with a chair to sit behind and watch over.

"Master, why don't you give Miss Jing a call?"

Ximen Longting looked at the rain outside the window.

Under the dim street lights, the raindrops fly obliquely...

Ximen Longting sent two text messages, one was the address and store name, and the other was: [When are you coming? 】

Jing Jiaren replied: [If you can't wait to go back first, I will go to your house to find you]

I don't believe it.

As time went by, Ximen Longting became more and more restless.

The clerk looked over here frequently, as if he was about to close but was too embarrassed to speak, Wilson took out his wallet and walked over to the bag shop.

It's almost 11 o'clock, and the hospital is closed. Probably Miss Jing won't come tonight, and it's raining again outside.

Suddenly, a pink umbrella appeared.

Jing Jiaren walked through the floor-to-ceiling glass wall and saw Ximen Longting. She stood outside and smiled at him.

squeak--

The chair was almost knocked to the ground by Ximen Longting, and he walked towards the door of the store with a few strides. Jing Jiaren had already reached the door and was putting away her umbrella.

Ximen Longting took the umbrella with his big hand and helped her put it away: "Why are you so slow?"

The entrance of the hospital is locked at 10 o'clock, no matter how slow you walk, you should arrive, but she was more than 40 minutes late.

Ximen Longting couldn't help but want to call her several times, afraid that she would not answer, afraid that she would not be able to talk, and even more afraid that she would end the conversation on the phone.

Only when he faced Jing Jiaren, he would immediately become a coward!

Jing Jiaren grabbed his arm, "Have you been waiting long?"

"Nonsense!?" Waiting from morning to now.

"I said that if you can't wait to go back first, my dad suddenly became very stubborn. I thought it would take him a while to coax him..." Jing Jiaren's eyes were a little empty, "Who knew he would be so unreasonable this time! "

"The conversation failed?"

"Not really...let's go in and talk about it." Jing Jiaren snuggled up to him as she entered the store with a girlish face, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.

If she had come for a showdown, she should have rejected him coldly and unkindly.

Ximen Longting, however, seemed to be facing a bomb, his eyes locked on her, observing every detail of her facial expressions.

So much so that his head hit the transparent glass door!

"Are you a pig, you can't even see the glass door?"

Wilson immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

Ximen Longting said coldly: "So slow? Some doors won't open!?"