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

Shang Yanxuan still stared at her with that indifferent but affectionate gaze: "Is this the concern from my lover, or the greeting from my ex-girlfriend?"

Jing Jia's heart sank: "Neither, this is condolences from a friend."

"..."

The servant went down under Ximen Longying's order, and before she closed the door, she saw Shang Yanxuan's eyes staring at Jing Jiaren, that indescribable love made her feel a strong killing intent in her heart.

Even if Jing Jiaren is sent abroad, there is no guarantee that she will be caught by Ximen Longting again.

Might as well take advantage of this moment——

The door closed, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

"Mr. Leng, I think you should eat something." Jing Jiaren sat down by the bed and picked up the porridge bowl.

Shang Yanxuan didn't reach out to take it, his pale lips were cracked, and blood secreted between the cracks of his lips.

Looking at him like this, Jing Jiaren felt really distressed: "No strength? Do you want me to feed you?"

She took a sip and put it to his lips, and he looked away lightly.

"Shang Yanxuan! How long are you going to make trouble?"

"I miss you."

Those three words easily disintegrated Jing Jiaren's strong coldness.

"I know it's hard for you to be locked up here. But are you going to admit defeat like this? You commit suicide? Go on a hunger strike? Make yourself like this?"

"..."

"If you don't eat, you would rather continue to degenerate, and I don't care about you." Jing Jiaren put down the bowl coldly, "It seems that I came here by mistake this time, and you let me down very much."

She made a gesture to leave, but before she could move, her wrist was grabbed violently.

Shang Yanxuan held her tightly: "Don't go."

"Eat?" Jing Jiaren sat down, "I'll feed you."

A large bowl of rice porridge was quickly eaten up...

Jing Jiaren suddenly remembered that when she was sick, he was the one who fed her.He has always been taking care of her.This is the first time she feeds him.

"Are you full?" Jing Jiaren wiped his mouth with a tissue.

She leaned over, and the fragrant breath wafted in front of his face.

Shang Yanxuan's expression darkened, and he grabbed her chin, Gao Jun's face was about to press towards her——

Just when her lips were about to touch, Jing Jiaren pushed his shoulder away: "You are taking a potion, don't move around."

He stared at her.

"I'm not here today to catch up with you. You should understand?"

"not understand."

His gaze on her was so hot that she couldn't look directly at it.

Don't open your face: "Now you are trapped by Ximen Longying, we have lost our freedom, and it is even more impossible to be together. With your power, there is no way to resist them, and it is even more impossible for me... Do you want to continue like this? You can I'm dead, what about me?"

As soon as Shang Yanxuan moved, he was about to shake her hand, but she pulled it away first.

"Tell me, you won't easily compromise and admit defeat, and you won't seek death again—"

Shang Yanxuan was silent, his eyes surrounded her like black tides.

Jing Jiaren said loudly, "Say it, why don't you talk? Are you going to leave me alone?"

"I won't." He finally grabbed her hand and placed it on his burning heart, "How can I be willing to leave you alone."

"Then promise me that you will not seek death again!"

"it is good."

"Promise me to become stronger, strong enough to rival Ximen Longting. Come to me when the time comes, and I will go with you."

Shang Yanxuan's expression darkened, and he heard her voice: "Where are you going?" Shang Yanxuan still stared at her with that indifferent but affectionate gaze: "Is this the concern from my lover, or the greeting from my ex-girlfriend?"

Jing Jia's heart sank: "Neither, this is condolences from a friend."

"..."

The servant went down under Ximen Longying's order, and before she closed the door, she saw Shang Yanxuan's eyes staring at Jing Jiaren, that indescribable love made her feel a strong killing intent in her heart.

Even if Jing Jiaren is sent abroad, there is no guarantee that she will be caught by Ximen Longting again.

Might as well take advantage of this moment——

The door closed, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

"Mr. Leng, I think you should eat something." Jing Jiaren sat down by the bed and picked up the porridge bowl.

Shang Yanxuan didn't reach out to take it, his pale lips were cracked, and blood secreted between the cracks of his lips.

Looking at him like this, Jing Jiaren felt really distressed: "No strength? Do you want me to feed you?"

She took a sip and put it to his lips, and he looked away lightly.

"Shang Yanxuan! How long are you going to make trouble?"

"I miss you."

Those three words easily disintegrated Jing Jiaren's strong coldness.

"I know it's hard for you to be locked up here. But are you going to admit defeat like this? You commit suicide? Go on a hunger strike? Make yourself like this?"

"..."

"If you don't eat, you would rather continue to degenerate, and I don't care about you." Jing Jiaren put down the bowl coldly, "It seems that I came here by mistake this time, and you let me down very much."

She made a gesture to leave, but before she could move, her wrist was grabbed violently.

Shang Yanxuan held her tightly: "Don't go."

"Eat?" Jing Jiaren sat down, "I'll feed you."

A large bowl of rice porridge was quickly eaten up...

Jing Jiaren suddenly remembered that when she was sick, he was the one who fed her.He has always been taking care of her.This is the first time she feeds him.

"Are you full?" Jing Jiaren wiped his mouth with a tissue.

She leaned over, and the fragrant breath wafted in front of his face.

Shang Yanxuan's expression darkened, and he grabbed her chin, Gao Jun's face was about to press towards her——

Just when her lips were about to touch, Jing Jiaren pushed his shoulder away: "You are taking a potion, don't move around."

He stared at her.

"I'm not here today to catch up with you. You should understand?"

"not understand."

His gaze on her was so hot that she couldn't look directly at it.

Don't open your face: "Now you are trapped by Ximen Longying, we have lost our freedom, and it is even more impossible to be together. With your power, there is no way to resist them, and it is even more impossible for me... Do you want to continue like this? You can I'm dead, what about me?"

As soon as Shang Yanxuan moved, he was about to shake her hand, but she pulled it away first.

"Tell me, you won't easily compromise and admit defeat, and you won't seek death again—"

Shang Yanxuan was silent, his eyes surrounded her like black tides.

Jing Jiaren said loudly, "Say it, why don't you talk? Are you going to leave me alone?"

"I won't." He finally grabbed her hand and placed it on his burning heart, "How can I be willing to leave you alone."

"Then promise me that you will not seek death again!"

"it is good."

"Promise me to become stronger, strong enough to rival Ximen Longting. Come to me when the time comes, and I will go with you."

Shang Yanxuan's expression darkened, and he heard her voice: "Where are you going?"