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

Ximen Longting suddenly stretched out his hand to press his brow, pressing his index finger and thumb tightly, as if he was suppressing his emotions.

He stabilized, with eyes red like weeping blood, he reached out and inserted into her hair: "Jing Jiaren, because I love you. You just need to know that no matter what I do, lie to you, hurt you, or entangle you You... all because of..."

His voice became hoarse, "I love you."

Jing Jiaren grabbed Ximen Longting's hand, pressed it against her face, and nodded desperately: "I love you too, I love you very much."

"..."

"No matter why you didn't recognize me, I believe you... I believe everything you say is true."

"..."

"I believe you," Jing Jiaren said tremblingly, "I don't know how much I love until now...it's too late, isn't it?"

Is she really a fool? Only now did she realize that this man has long been fused into her flesh and blood, connected to her organs...

They are an integral part of it.

Why is she so stupid, Ximen Longting's feelings for her, she has been blinded, or blind, and has been unable to see?

The woman in the pocket watch is her, and SUN is her son...

These cognitions are still vague to her now, and she can't feel the truth.

She should be happy. The man she has always loved happens to love her deeply.This should be the greatest happiness.

But she knew it so late.

Her throat overflowed with choked sobs, and her body limply fell to the ground. Ximen Longting grabbed her and prevented her from kneeling down.

"I want to marry you." If the proposal is successful, she will definitely be the most embarrassing bride in the world.

Ximen Longting's hand was clenched suddenly, veins popped out on the back of his hand, and his eyes became even redder.

"Ximen Longting, can you marry me?"

"..."

"Besides you, I will never marry another man in my life. I am yours..." Jing Jiaren put his hand on her face pleadingly, "Don't let me go."

Ximen Longting's throat rolled violently twice, and he raised his other hand again, pressing his eyes and rubbing: "Marriage proposals are made by men."

"I just want to marry you..."

Jing Jiaren leaned close to him and hugged him: "Are we getting married here?"

"..."

"Just kneel down and get married, right?" Jing Jiaren's legs were weak, and she was about to kneel down again, but he grabbed her tightly.

There is no extra time to tangle with her anymore...

Marriage was just a formality, and the bet he made with Leng Lintian was void from the moment he told the truth.

"Stop fooling around!"

"I didn't mess around..." Jing Jiaren looked at him eagerly, "We must go out together!"

Ximen Longting stared at her with quiet eyes, his lips were pursed into a stiff thin line, and he did not respond.

"You haven't told me what happened in the past 6 years... I haven't seen our second child yet," Jing Jiaren's eyes blurred again, "and we haven't married yet... just give up, I Not reconciled."

"So," Ximen Longting coaxed in a deep voice, "Go up and find someone to save me. If you waste any more time, we'll just wait here to die together."

"don't want……"

"Be obedient," he rubbed her head and kissed the top of her hair a few times, "I'm still waiting for you to find someone to rescue me and marry you."

Jing Jiaren froze for a moment, buried her face in his arms, hugged him tightly, and just shed tears silently.

She was afraid that if she let go, he wouldn't wait...