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

His voice was weary and weak,

"It's impossible."

Jing Jiaren opened her eyes wide. Is he answering her last sentence?Even if she handed herself over to him, he wouldn't save Ximen Longting?

"You have always been my wife... I have always saved your life." Leng Lintian curled his lips sadly, "You should have been mine long ago, everything about you is mine..."

He said in a messy manner: "If I get it once, do you want to change his life?"

"Leng Lintian, what exactly do you want?"

"It's very simple...marry me. Beg me to be your husband in front of him." Leng Lintian leaned his back against the wall and sneered.

"Don't even think about it!" Jing Jiaren refused decisively, "Let me marry you a second time, I'd rather die with Ximen Longting!"

"..."

"Leng Lintian, what you call loving me is to let my family die! This kind of love is bloody and selfish, I don't want it!"

Leng Lintian tightened his palms, and the metal hands creaked.

He didn't forget who broke his hand...

During the time when he lost his memory, what kind of treatment he suffered.

"Originally, I should take you when you delivered it to your door today, but you are crying too badly." He exhaled meanly, "Let's go."

"..."

"Let me go!"

He suddenly increased his voice, and pulled the desk lamp beside him to the ground again.

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath and wiped the tears from her face.

It seems that she really made a very, very stupid decision tonight.

"Before I change my mind, go, go..."

He yelled at her like a madman. This kind of Leng Lintian was particularly scary, but also very sad.

Jing Jiaren got out of bed, unable to see where her shoes were.

Wrapped in a sheet, she walked a few steps, stumbling, and blocked by some fallen debris on the ground.

Suddenly the light was turned on, and the white light pierced Jing Jiaren's eyes. She squinted subconsciously, and the tears on her face were messy.

Leng Lintian stood by the door, looking at her coldly.

"Jing Jiaren, you deserve it."

When he was nice to her, he never got her cherish.

He held his heart in front of her, and was trampled on by her.

"It's up to you to blame!"

He picked up his trousers on the ground, opened the door, and slammed the door shut with a loud bang, which was soon covered by the roar of thunder.

Jing Jiaren stared blankly at the closed door, and finally he left first...

Jing Jiaren looked at her bare feet, the broken glass ashtray on the ground pricked her thumb, a little blood oozing out.

She shrank her feet, retreated to the side of the bed, sat down slumped, her eyes staring blankly.

Leng Lintian was walking frantically in the empty corridor of the hospital like a beast wounded by random sticks.

His metal hands hit the wall and the banister of the stairs again and again.

He was originally a devil, thinking that Jing Jiaren's appearance could cleanse and purify his soul...

In the end, it was discovered that the devil rushed out of the cage because he couldn't get love, devoured himself frantically, and hurt her too.

His fist fell again, cracking the glass bulletin board.

Jing Jiaren locked the door of the room upside down, fearing that he would come back again.

When she was putting on her clothes back, her zipper hand was still shaking with fear...

Jing Jiaren secretly scolded herself for being worthless, and she was out of luck, as if she was on the guillotine just now.

Jing Jiaren sucked in her breath hard. She was not afraid that her chastity would be destroyed, but that her love with Ximen Longting would be stained.

Fortunately, keep it...