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

Two days later, it was night again.

The night in Binhai is bright and luxurious, with lights dotted everywhere, Ximen Longting can't wait to light up the world, everywhere he looks is warm orange.

Jing Jiaren stood in front of the window, watching the night outside the window.

"Then, I was imprisoned in my own home. Luo Lei wouldn't let me go anywhere. At first, he didn't even let me open the door..." Wen Xinnuan sat on the single sofa, peeling an orange in her hand, babbling Thinking about her condition these days.

The two women had endless topics to talk about, and every time Jing Jiaren thought of something to ask her, she would talk a lot.

At first, Wen Xinnuan helped Jing Jiaren recall her lost time in the past 6 years.

Although Wen Xinnuan doesn't know all about it, she also participated in a lot.

A lot of funny and thrilling things are said in a warm and warm voice.

"Lady, come and eat oranges."

"Yeah." Jing Jiaren opened the window to allow the air to flow naturally.

Suddenly the door was knocked open by a strong force, and Luo Lei stood at the door with a sullen face: "Wen Xinnuan, it's late, go back to bed!"

"Why, I'll stay here tonight, watching the night with the beauty."

"You want to die if you don't sleep, do you?"

"Who said I didn't sleep, I'll sleep by myself when I'm tired from chatting with her." Wen Xinnuan said without opening her eyes, "I slept last night too."

Luo Lei clenched his fists, glanced at Jing Jiaren coldly, and closed the door again as if he had nowhere to vent his anger.

Wen Xinnuan stopped peeling the oranges, turned around, and looked at the door.

Jing Jiaren sat down on the sofa: "If you want to chase after him, chase after him."

"I didn't."

"From what you said later, he seems to be nice to you." After Jing Jiaren calmed down, she also thought, after all, he did save her and Ximen Longting.

"I told you last night that he had reformed before, but he changed later."

"..."

"I think he's just playing with me...He's been trampled on over and over again." Wen Xinnuan smiled, continued to peel the oranges and said, "After Ji Ziang and I got married, a reporter interviewed me: Do you still remember your ex-husband?" ?”

The light is very soft.

"How should I put it? Remembering seems too careless, not remembering, seems too flimsy. In fact, I think that person is like I bumped into a pole when I was walking. It hurts a lot. From now on, I will walk around the pole when I walk... maybe After a long time, I don’t remember how painful it was, but that electric pole will always be there!”

Saying this, Wen Xinnuan couldn't help rubbing her forehead with her hands, as if she was afraid of pain.

Jing Jiaren looked deeply: "That telegraph pole is in your heart."

Wen Xinnuan raised her head and stared at her abruptly.

"If you don't love him, how can you be afraid that he will hurt you again. Heart warm, are you running away?"

Just as Wen Xinnuan was about to say something, suddenly the door was broken open by another force.

Luo Lei, who had just left, reappeared, glaring at her angrily: "Go take a bath."

"..."

"You haven't showered for two days, and your body stinks."

"Who said I didn't wash?"

"I didn't see you wash it—you didn't even change your clothes!" Luo Lei seemed to have finally found the handle, walked in with a few strides, pulled Wen Xinnuan up without any explanation, and carried it to his shoulders.

"I don't want... Beauty, save me..."

Wen Xinnuan stretched out her hand and grabbed Jing Jiaren, but Luo Lei brutally carried her out.

Jing Jiaren stood up, wanting to help, thinking about it...forget it again.