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

"Some speculators have already signed a contract to cooperate." Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows. "Even if we fail, we have got some prey, and we can solve the urgent need."

"That's good, you just need to do a few more cases."

Ximen Longting was silent...

Stupid woman, do you think CASE is so easy to do?

"However, I know you must be very tired," Jing Jiaren held him, "You have been tired and thin recently."

Ximen Longting leaned over and kissed her forehead: "You have a conscience."

Everything he gave was not in vain.

It is quite far from city P to city B.

Night falls.

Jing Jiaren had a severe cold, her nose was blocked all the time, and she was breathing through her mouth.

Moreover, it also started to be accompanied by a slight cough.

Jing Jiaren slept for a while and woke up for a while, feeling uneasy.

In every dream of hers, Ximen Longting separated from her repeatedly, waking her up.

She thinks day by day and dreams at night, probably because her current situation makes her very uneasy.

Opening her eyes again, she found that the helicopter had landed, and she was sleeping alone on the back seat covered with Ximen Longting's coat, waking up in fright.

"Ximen Longting? Ximen Longting!"

This is not a dream, she knows.

Ximen Longting was standing under the street lamp, smoking a cigarette and talking on the phone.

Hearing movement behind him, he turned around and saw that Jing Jiaren was looking for him, her eyes fell on him, her panic expression was stable.

She ran towards him quickly and hugged him.

Ximen Longting ended the phone call and stared at her with lowered eyes: "Why are you awake?"

"You scared me to death, I thought you were gone!"

"Come down and make a phone call, lest I wake you up." Ximen Longting waved the cigarette far away.

"Where's the pilot?"

"I'm going to buy you medicine, you're coughing in your dreams." Ximen Longting let the helicopter land to replenish some supplies, especially the medicine.

Jing Jiaren hugged him and rubbed his chest reassuringly.

"And you haven't had dinner yet, aren't you hungry?"

"Hungry." Jing Jiaren coughed, "Didn't you say you don't smoke?"

"Refresh." Ximen Longting pressed her shoulder, "I'm running around when I have a cold, go back and stay on the plane!"

Not long after, the two pilots came back with bags of medicine, lunch box, water... and a big blanket.

Ximen Longting probed Jing Jiaren's forehead, most afraid that she would have a fever, but fortunately, this woman is very upbeat.

Watching Ximen Longting pour hot water into the cup to mix her medicine, she drooped her eyelashes and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I delayed you."

"..."

"I hold you back every time."

"The hind legs of happiness."

Ximen Longting raised his eyes to stare at her, with a faint smile on his face.They are fleeing now, but they don't feel desperate at all.

There is - just the kindness of each other.

"Mobile phone, I want to call Wen Xinnuan." Jing Jiaren smiled gently, "Let her pick us up."

Ximen Longting began to feed her the medicine, she bit the cup and pressed the number keys with her fingers.

I can't get through even after dialing several times...

"She turned off the phone?" Jing Jiaren frowned, and opened her mouth to take a spoonful of rice from Ximen Longting.

"Look at what time it is." Ximen Longting glanced at her mockingly, and found that the rice grains were hard and his face was not good-looking——

Can't fault the current situation.

Time, after 4 o'clock in the morning...

"It's so late? Where did you buy the box lunch?"

"It doesn't matter." He mixed the rice with the soup, and fed him another mouthful. "The important thing is whether it tastes good or not?"

"good to eat……"