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

When the car drove out of the villa, Jing Jiaren leaned against the window, watching the servant's shadow gradually shrinking as he hugged the fainted SUN.

A sports car parked nearby.

Leng Lintian was leaning against the opened bed, a pair of obsidian eyes stared at her deeply, the corners of his mouth were half a smile, with a gloomy and evil atmosphere...

When Jing Jiaren saw him, she just looked away silently.

"Go to the hospital."

As the car drove forward, Leng Lintian's gaze followed her unhurriedly.

She knew that since she returned to U City in the morning, he followed her, and when she returned to Z City, he came again, like a ghost, and like her shadow, following her silently.

Jing Jiaren clenched her fingers, what exactly does he want?

……

"Miss Jing, here is the wedding dress and dress you want."

In the intensive care unit, two servants were holding a wedding dress with a ten-meter-long tail. The long skirt almost covered the entire room... A corner of the white dress had already spread to the hospital bed.

Another bodyguard held the white groom's dress.

Jing Jiaren opened the box, stroked the matching jewelry, and smiled wistfully.

"You need it urgently. I temporarily bought this wedding dress at a bridal shop in City Z... According to your size, but it may not be as close-fitting as the custom-made one." Wilson asked from the side, "Do you want it?" try?"

Jing Jiaren stood up, walked to the wedding dress and stroked the texture.

"No need, it must fit very well...such an expensive pearl inlay." Jing Jiaren smiled and looked at Ximen Longting, "Honey, what do you think, it's beautiful, right?"

Even if it was bought temporarily, it must be the most expensive wedding dress in Z City...

Expensive things are indeed good, with exquisite details and textures.

Ximen Longting was lying on the bed, his heroic face was pale, and he didn't respond at all.

"Where's the best man suit I asked you to buy?" Jing Jiaren glanced at Wilson, "Did you buy it for yourself?"

Wilson was a little uncomfortable: "I did as Miss Jing ordered."

"Okay, let me have a look."

Jing Jiaren waved her hand and smiled cheerfully, "Put away the wedding dress, don't get it dirty."

Wilson left temporarily to change into the best man's clothes. Jing Jiaren pulled a chair and sat down beside him, holding Ximen Longting's feet, and massaged his feet habitually: "Tomorrow, shall we hold the simplest wedding? I?"

"..."

"If you don't speak, it means acquiescing, and it will be regarded as your agreement."

"..."

"Don't talk? I knew you would agree."

Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly, as if she was the happiest bride in the world.

"Ximen Longting, are you happy? You are happy if you don't speak..."

"I wish you could wake up during the wedding."

I really want Ximen Longting to open his eyes and look at her again, to know her decision, and to see him happy.Even just waking up for a minute is fine.

Ximen Longting, are you a pig, why are you so sleepy...

"Ahem." Wilson coughed embarrassingly from behind, and he put on his best man suit and tugged at his bow tie.

The white color gave him an extra modest and cowardly temperament.

"Very good, but the expression on your face is too rigid, and the sadness is too strong. If you have a smile on your face, I believe many women will like you."

"Miss Jing, don't entertain me."

Every time he talked about women, he became even more rigid and rigid.

"Many maids quietly pass you love letters."