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

Ximen Longting stared at her long eyelashes, he couldn't bear the way she carefully flattered him.

But he still separated her face with his hands, hugged her aside, got up and got out of bed...

"Ximen Longting, where are you going?"

"Bath, do you want to come together!?"

"Didn't you wash it just now..."

Ximen Longting ignored her and closed the door fiercely. Jing Jiaren leaned on the bed, couldn't help but took the computer, and opened the movie screen. close up.

The more Jing Jiaren looked at it, the more her heart sank...

Jing Jiaren put down the computer, went to the bathroom and knocked on the door. The door was unlocked. She opened it to see Ximen Longting pouring cold water with his back turned to her.

"I'm actually the person who is least qualified to be jealous of you and ask you what to do."

"..."

"I didn't mean anything else just now... I was narrow-minded. As long as you are happy, you are fine."

The water was rushing, Ximen Longting pressed his hand against the wall, and his muscles tensed up.

Jing Jiaren picked up the towel and walked over to help him turn off the water valve, wrapping the towel around his lower abdomen.

Ximen Longting still maintained that posture.

Jing Jiaren took the towel again, tiptoed slightly to cover his hair, and rubbed it——

"Are you really angry?"

"..."

"Ximen Longting, what are you talking about?"

Ximen Longting raised his head and stared at her fiercely, "You said that I could pursue her, Jing Jiaren, don't regret it!"

The corners of Jing Jiaren's mouth stiffened slightly.

"If you regret it, you can come to me at any time..." Ximen Longting twisted a lock of her hair, "I can throw her away and return to you at any time. My promise will always count."

"..."

"Do you remember clearly?"

When Jing Jiaren saw the fierce light in his eyes, she had a very bad premonition.

"What do you mean?"

Ximen Longting grabbed her hand, pressed her against the cold bathroom wall, and forced her down with his handsome face: "The condition for me to give up on you is the same, unless I chase her down."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, the first condition you want to dump me is that you help me catch her up and make her my woman."

What a cruel condition... It was like stabbing a knife in her heart.

Jing Jiaren stared at him in disbelief: "Are you crazy? Want me to help you?"

"Why, can't it be done?"

"According to your conditions, you only need to hook your fingers and she will come, do you still need to chase?"

The corners of Ximen Longting's mouth curled up wickedly: "That's not necessarily the case."

"?"

"She is of the same type as you. She is notoriously hard to catch in the showbiz. Why do you think she can only condescend to be the No. 2 female because of her conditions?" Ximen Longting obviously did an investigation, and said softly, "No one wants to support her?"

At this point, Jing Jiaren also understood that it was He Zhiyao who "didn't know how to flatter" and didn't agree to the unspoken rules.

She was able to get to the top later because her acting skills conquered the masses, and she got there by her own ability.

Jing Jiaren's throat tightened, and her voice was slightly sandy: "You are really interested in her, and you have even investigated these things."

the same type...

He didn't know how hurt this sentence was to her.

"You also think her conditions are very good...?" Jing Jiaren asked in a dry voice.

"Don't you also think that Leng Lintian's conditions are very good? He is suitable in every way to be a good husband?" Ximen Longting asked sarcastically.

He was reluctant to hurt her, but only if she could empathize with her, would she value his feelings!