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

Even at that time he still didn't love Ximen Longying, he could fall in love with other women, get divorced, remarry, have children, and have a happy marriage.

"Me too," his low and charming voice sounded in her ear, "I only have you in my heart."

Jing Jiaren's shoulders trembled slightly.

He lifted her chin and gently pressed a kiss on her forehead.

"Promise me, take good care of yourself, eat well, rest, I want a healthy you." His dark eyes gradually revealed deep emotions.

"I should say this sentence instead. No matter what happens, you must act like a responsible man, and you can't seek death! Remember, if you leave me to die, I will never forgive you."

"I promise."

Shang Yanxuan, forgive me for lying to you, I just want you to live happily.

After a moment of silence, Jing Jiaren said, "This is our secret agreement. You must not tell anyone, especially Miss Ximen, otherwise she will not let me go."

Leng Aofeng nodded: "I know."

There was an untimely knock on the door, and Ximen Longying opened the door: "It's time, have you finished your talk?"

Jing Jiaren was shocked and wanted to break away from his arms, but his arms were like iron, holding her tightly.

This picture deeply hurt Ximen Longying's eyes.

She smiled calmly and said: "Miss Jing seems to have forgotten the purpose of my visit to you today. I asked you to come to see him, not to catch up with old friends."

Jing Jiaren said softly, "I haven't forgotten, I've already convinced him."

Ximen Longying was slightly surprised.

"He promised the marriage."

"Feng, really?" Ximen Longying couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, "You really agreed to marry me?"

Leng Aofeng glanced at her, and there was an undeniable strength in his black eyes: "Will you send her away safely?"

"Of course. I don't want her at our wedding."

Leng Aofeng lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to carve her face into his heart like a knife.

Both of them are very clear about this parting, and they don't know when they will see each other again.

His dark eyes are full of firm strength, as if to say: I will be strong soon, and I will come to you soon.

"Have you hugged enough?"

Jing Jiaren wanted to break free from his embrace, but he slowly let go, and just as he was about to let her go, he suddenly put it in his embrace again, tightening it tightly.

"Stay here... stay with me for an hour."

"No, he will be suspicious if I stay out for too long." Jing Jiaren felt that the air was too oppressive, and she would not be able to hold back if she stayed any longer.

"Seven minutes?"

5 minutes, 1 minute, even a second!

Jing Jiaren struggled to break away from his embrace—since they were going to be separated sooner or later, why should they be greedy for these few minutes!

"Remember our appointment, I'm leaving."

She got up quickly to leave.

Leng Aofeng's eyes were constricted, and he suddenly reached out to grab her hand.

The fingertips of each other brushed in the air, and she was already walking towards the door.

Leng Aofeng was about to go down to chase, Jing Jiaren's back paused, and a cold voice came: "You are a man, just stop! Do what a man should do!"

His figure seemed to be frozen, and he lay back on the bed with a decayed powerlessness.

Ximen Longying was surprised that he was so obedient!

Jing Jiaren walked out of the room, opened her eyes, and suddenly tears rolled out of them.

One drop after another, big tears rolled down his cheeks, feeling hot and scorching.

Shang Yanxuan, this time, it's a real goodbye... Even if he still didn't love Ximen Longying at that time, he could fall in love with other women, get divorced, get married again, have children, and have a happy marriage.

"Me too," his low and charming voice sounded in her ear, "I only have you in my heart."

Jing Jiaren's shoulders trembled slightly.

He lifted her chin and gently pressed a kiss on her forehead.

"Promise me, take good care of yourself, eat well, rest, I want a healthy you." His dark eyes gradually revealed deep emotions.

"I should say this sentence instead. No matter what happens, you must act like a responsible man, and you can't seek death! Remember, if you leave me to die, I will never forgive you."

"I promise."

Shang Yanxuan, forgive me for lying to you, I just want you to live happily.

After a moment of silence, Jing Jiaren said, "This is our secret agreement. You must not tell anyone, especially Miss Ximen, otherwise she will not let me go."

Leng Aofeng nodded: "I know."

There was an untimely knock on the door, and Ximen Longying opened the door: "It's time, have you finished your talk?"

Jing Jiaren was shocked and wanted to break away from his arms, but his arms were like iron, holding her tightly.

This picture deeply hurt Ximen Longying's eyes.

She smiled calmly and said: "Miss Jing seems to have forgotten the purpose of my visit to you today. I asked you to come to see him, not to catch up with old friends."

Jing Jiaren said softly, "I haven't forgotten, I've already convinced him."

Ximen Longying was slightly surprised.

"He promised the marriage."

"Feng, really?" Ximen Longying couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, "You really agreed to marry me?"

Leng Aofeng glanced at her, and there was an undeniable strength in his black eyes: "Will you send her away safely?"

"Of course. I don't want her at our wedding."

Leng Aofeng lowered his eyes and looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to carve her face into his heart like a knife.

Both of them are very clear about this parting, and they don't know when they will see each other again.

His dark eyes are full of firm strength, as if to say: I will be strong soon, and I will come to you soon.

"Have you hugged enough?"

Jing Jiaren wanted to break free from his embrace, but he slowly let go, and just as he was about to let her go, he suddenly put it in his embrace again, tightening it tightly.

"Stay here... stay with me for an hour."

"No, he will be suspicious if I stay out for too long." Jing Jiaren felt that the air was too oppressive, and she would not be able to hold back if she stayed any longer.

"Seven minutes?"

5 minutes, 1 minute, even a second!

Jing Jiaren struggled to break away from his embrace—since they were going to be separated sooner or later, why should they be greedy for these few minutes!

"Remember our appointment, I'm leaving."

She got up quickly to leave.

Leng Aofeng's eyes were constricted, and he suddenly reached out to grab her hand.

The fingertips of each other brushed in the air, and she was already walking towards the door.

Leng Aofeng was about to go down to chase, Jing Jiaren's back paused, and a cold voice came: "You are a man, just stop! Do what a man should do!"

His figure seemed to be frozen, and he lay back on the bed with a decayed powerlessness.

Ximen Longying was surprised that he was so obedient!

Jing Jiaren walked out of the room, opened her eyes, and suddenly tears rolled out of them.

One drop after another, big tears rolled down his cheeks, feeling hot and scorching.

Shang Yanxuan, this time, goodbye for real...