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

"Don't close it, let's see what they are talking about." Jing Jiaren stopped curiously.

"Women are gossip!"

"It's boring anyway." And she didn't want to sleep either.

Ximen Longting raised his lips and smiled: "Shall I go get you something to eat?"

"You want to run? No, stay with me." Jing Jiaren leaned on him, "Until you get married tomorrow, you are not allowed to go anywhere, let alone leave my sight for half a second?"

"So strict?" Ximen Longting smelled the back of her fair neck, "What are you afraid of? I ran away from marriage?"

"I always feel panicked... afraid that things won't go well."

Wang Yingying knew she was going to get married, so how could she give up so easily!

Damn, if they secretly get married, just don't spread the date...

"I promise you," Ximen Longting breathed hotly, "Even if the Civil Affairs Bureau collapses tomorrow, it won't stop us from getting married. Even if I die, I will add your name on the marriage certificate before I die."

Jing Jiaren asked in response, "Your account book...?"

"It's independent."

Jing Jiaren squinted her eyes in satisfaction, nestled in his arms, and stared at the scrolling on the screen.

These people can really talk.But everyone has their own story.

Suddenly the words [Ximen Longting] flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but take a closer look.

[I'm afraid that after marriage, life will be hard, he has nothing on him.A good friend of mine has been bragging about how powerful his man is. It is said that he is a rich second generation and has two houses in Beijing's third ring road. 】

[If you have a house on the third ring road in Beijing, you are the rich second generation? 】

[That's right, there are two villas in other cities, and the man is very good. 】

[What is a villa, then my boyfriend is still Ximen Longting!Houses are calculated on a unit-by-unit basis. 】

"Ximen Longting, do you see that they are talking about you."

Ximen Longting glanced at the screen, his face was slightly stiff: "Where did I get a girlfriend?"

"People are joking, not serious."

"You women just like to daydream!"

Sure enough, as soon as the name Ximen Longting was thrown out, it aroused heated discussions among many women.

【Ximen Longting, that man with tens of thousands of fortunes? 】

[Sister, don't take it seriously. 】

[Oh, I thought your boyfriend was really him, he scared the shit out of me! 】

[National husband, you don’t know how to be so OUT, don’t you know? 】

Jing Jiaren's heart is slightly sour. People outside don't know that Ximen Longting's rights have been emptied. Now it's just an empty shell, right?

He has no supreme rights, and countless property.

He has...become an ordinary man.

No, compared with ordinary men, Ximen Longting can still be regarded as an ordinary president now.

"National Husband, have you seen Ximen Longting?" Jing Jiaren elbowed him, "This proves that you are now the object of women's vying to marry."

"Sick?" Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes coldly, "Have they seen me?"

"No... don't need to see you, they have already fallen in love with your property."

"Where did the family property come from?" Ximen Longting grabbed her waist, "I have nothing now."

"... Pretend I didn't say it." Did you hit his pain point?

"However, in order to make you a queen," Ximen Longting laughed softly, "I have to be a king again."

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened in surprise.

Ximen Longting said in a voice that was sure to win: "Give me time, and I will make you a queen again."