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

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"Jing Jiaren, I promise you that nothing will happen to you."

His deep voice sounded in her ears, with a sense of reassuring certainty.

Jing Jiaren wiped off the water droplets on her face, her eyes were slightly red.

"You don't believe me?" His red eyes stared at her in the mirror.

Jing Jiaren pulled the corner of her mouth hard: "No, I believe it."

No matter what difficulties have come, this time, they will definitely be able to get over it.

"Are you leaving now?"

"You still want to stay here?"

"No... I mean, just the two of us going? Wilson hasn't disappeared yet?" How could such a loyal servant not be there when Ximen Longting needed it most, unless...

Just as Jing Jiaren finished speaking, a voice answered, "Miss Jing, are you looking for me?"

Jing Jiaren looked up in surprise, and saw Wilson standing respectfully outside the door, holding a walking stick in his hand.

The weight of his body is also obviously slightly shifted towards the crutch...

The surprise in Jing Jiaren's eyes instantly turned into worry: "Wilson, your leg?"

"I'm lame." Ximen Longting replied while hugging her,

"Lame?" Jing Jiaren was a little dazed, "Why are you lame, Master Ximen did it?"

"Otherwise? Who else?"

"It's too much - how could he cripple your legs!" Jing Jiaren said angrily, "Ximen Longting, you are still so calm, he is your most loyal servant, how can you Don't care about him?"

"Why should I care!?" Ximen Longting glared at her, "You really care."

"Miss Jing..." Wilson said hesitantly, "My leg is just a temporary injury, it's fine."

"Temporary?" Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief, "Isn't he crippled for life?"

"No."

"That's good. It would be a pity if you become limped." Jing Jiaren let go of Ximen Longting, walked over, and solemnly patted Wilson on the shoulder, "Do you know that where there is Ximen Longting, there must be you."

Wilson bowed respectfully.

"If you are gone, I think it will be Ximen Longting who suffers the most."

Ximen Longting said coldly: "Who is in pain? Don't let me imagine it!"

Jing Jiaren glanced at him: "Even if it's not painful, you're not used to it... Guess how many times a day you scream?"

"Jing Jiaren, try talking again!"

"He called you five times yesterday," Jing Jiaren smiled, "especially when he was concentrating on doing things..."

For example, Ximen Longting looked at the computer, took a sip from the empty cup and found that there was no water, and immediately frowned: Wilson!

He found that the pen was out of ink, and his first reaction was to shout: Wilson!

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Wilson looked at Ximen Longting in a little surprise, with a joy of being needed and a certain fulfillment of his duties on his face.

Ximen Longting stared back viciously, with a merciless expression: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"I didn't talk nonsense, you obviously kept thinking about him."

Ximen Longting's face turned foul: "Don't make me sound like he is a lover!"

"You remind me so, it seems to be true..." Jing Jiaren smiled and avoided Ximen Longting's big palm, "Aside from me, Wilson is the one you love the most, right?"

Wilson's face stiffened in embarrassment.

Ximen Longting grabbed her arm: "I caught you, you are dead!"

"Don't you know that proper expression is good for both of you? The relationship between master and servant is also a kind of emotion..."

(cqs!)