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

Jing Jiaren jumped out of the bathtub, coughed forcefully, and filtered the petals and water from her face.

"Jing Jiaren..."

The voice slammed off the bed, struggled to get up, and stumbled towards this side.

"Beauty? Are you inside?"

Ximen Longting pressed against the door, and the door lock made a sound when he turned it.

Jing Jiaren covered her lips with her hand...

Just hearing his voice, she felt extremely wronged, her heart felt like being cut by thousands of knives, the pain of life would be worse than death.

Looking at the ceiling of the bathroom, she wiped away her tears vigorously, and ordered herself not to cry.

"Woman, open the door!" Ximen Longting roared twice slowly.

"I... I'm taking a shower." Jing Jiaren suppressed her voice, listening to the sound of the door being slammed, it took a long time for her to make a sound.

Hearing her voice, Ximen Longting finally felt at ease, leaning against the door with his tall figure...

Through the white arched frosted door, his figure was imprinted there.

"Who told you to go to the bathroom and closed the door?"

Jing Jiaren wiped her face with a towel: "Oh...the lock was unlocked right away. How did you wake up?"

"You have a weird voice?"

"It's probably because I soaked in the bathroom for a long time." Jing Jiaren pressed her heart with her hand, and her nails dug in deeply, "Wait for me, it will be fine soon."

Ximen Longting was silent for a moment and asked, "When did I come back?"

"..."

"Last night, when did I come back?" Ximen Longting asked again with an accent.

Has he completely forgotten?

Jing Jiaren frowned tightly: "I don't know, when you came back... I was already asleep."

Ximen Longting leaned against the door, staring at the mess on the big bed, his clothes were neatly folded on the chair, and he changed into pajamas, presumably Jing Jiaren cleaned it up for him.

He pressed his head, remembering that he lost consciousness during the banquet, he suddenly felt a splitting headache.

In the next second, he lost consciousness.

"Wait for me on the bed, I'll be fine soon." Jing Jiaren raised her voice and said, "Don't wander around."

Afraid that he would confront the driver, she hadn't had time to make a good statement with the driver.

"Did you hear that? I'm going to see you after I get out of the shower."

Ximen Longting rubbed his head with a splitting headache, he had some fragments faintly.

But it was fleeting and vague, and I can't remember exactly what happened...

Jing Jiaren washed herself quickly, and when Ximen Longting saw the bruises on her body, she felt heartbroken and blamed herself for a long time.

She wiped it clean, put on a double-layer bathrobe, and wrapped her neck tightly so that Ximen Longting could not see it.

Luckily not on the wrists and calves.

It's just that her eyes are terrible, and her mental state is also very bad.

With this appearance, Ximen Longting will definitely become suspicious.

Jing Jiaren rummaged through the cabinet, took out a powder, and touched up makeup around her eyes.Damn, not even makeup can save her.

"Jing Jiaren." With a hoarse voice, Ximen Longting slammed on the door vigorously, "Open the door."

"It'll be fine soon..."

"I want to see you," he demanded like a child, "right now."

Jing Jiaren's eyes suddenly turned red again when she heard his soft, sandy voice.

My chest hurts like thousands of knives are poking...

It really hurts!

Jing Jiaren didn't dare to make a sound, raised her right hand, and bit the sleeve of the bathrobe tightly.

The makeup she had just put on was stained by her tears, and she scolded herself for being useless in her heart.Has the line of defense in your heart collapsed with such a small matter?