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

Jing Jiaren looked him up and down: "I know you are very popular, don't think you can hide it from my eyes."

Wilson's expression became even stiffer, with a stern face: "If Miss Jing keeps entertaining me, I'll go out first."

"Excuse me?" After a pause, she said in a deep voice, "Why don't you get married?"

"Some people are born servants, like me, people like me..."

Wilson's eyes flickered, and his heart was pierced by thousands of arrows.

【you like me? 】Under the moonlight, Fanny smiled mockingly, combing her messy hair with her fingers,【Are you worthy? 】

【I was just now, but I have already become a Feng Lie person...】

[Wilson, some people are born servants, such as you. 】

[A person like you, born inferior, how can he be worthy of love? 】

……

Wilson pulled back from the memory in time, his face turned pale and suddenly said, "My duty is to take good care of the young master."

"But starting tomorrow, you don't have to take care of him anymore..." Jing Jiaren's voice was quiet, "You can have your own life."

"Miss Jing, do you really intend to—?"

"I'm just planning for the worst, in case he really can't wake up."

"Then I will take care of the young master... the generations of the Ximen family, until the day my ability is exhausted."

"But……"

"Everyone has their own way of life. Your kindness is just a nuisance to me." Wilson bowed his head, neither humble nor overbearing, "I'll go and change my clothes."

Jing Jiaren looked at the back of him leaving, and frowned, maybe she was trying to make things difficult for her.Isn't it more reassuring to have him take care of SUN?

In the morning, the sun spread out and warmed the room.

Jing Jiaren curled up on the table, and the laptop in hand displayed the standby screen.

Suddenly her brows frowned, and she woke up suddenly from a nightmare, with cold sweat on her forehead.

Jing Jiaren wiped her sweat with the back of her hand and had another nightmare. In the past few days, she had Ximen Longting in her dreams, but the ending of each dream was terrible...

Her movements brought the sit-up microphone down to the floor.

Jing Jiaren picked it up, turned on the computer, and checked and accepted last night's results.

She recorded the recordings all night, and she couldn't tell how many, and they all put them in a [Baby SUN] folder.

In the future when she is not around, ask Wilson to turn on one of the recordings and play it for SUN to listen to.

My throat hurts so much that it's almost inflamed after talking for too long.

She only slept for two hours.

Jing Jiaren took a sip of water and looked at Ximen Longting's condition, his lips were all purple.

Wearing a blue dark striped hospital gown, like a wounded knight.

In addition to her, there are doctors, nurses and two bodyguards on watch every night... and Wilson, who was almost inseparable from her like her, disappeared mysteriously that night.

Jing Jiaren packed the folder and handcuffed it with a USB flash drive.

Just then the door was opened, and Wilson walked in with a dejected face...

"You came back just in time. There are important things in this USB flash drive. You can keep it for me..." Jing Jiaren turned her head while talking, and saw Wilson's expression stunned, "Have you been drinking?"

"I went to see Master Leng last night," Wilson said with dark circles under his eyes, "He was very persistent. The only condition for helping Master is to let you go with him."

Jing Jiaren raised her lips coldly: "He's dreaming!"

She didn't understand that Leng Lintian had every chance to take her away forcibly, why did she have to make a choice?