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

Ji Ziang accommodates Wen Xinnuan like this, protects her, respects her hospital...

Is there any other purpose besides liking?

Leng Lintian's face suddenly appeared in his mind, and he didn't know why.

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip, Ji Ziang knew how to respect better than Leng Lintian, at least he didn't snatch warmth.

But it's hard to say... The premise of his gentleness is that Wen Xinnuan returns to him.

What if Wen Xinnuan wants to leave?

"Beauty, what are you thinking?..."

"I was thinking, Ji Ziang really loves you so badly."

With a warm puff, Wen Xin sprayed out the tea in his mouth and coughed hard.

"Sorry... I didn't expect you to have such a high opinion."

Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows speechlessly, and wiped the tea table with a tissue: "Before this, I never thought that Ji Ziang would really love you so much. To tolerate so many mistakes of yours, what else is there besides love?"

"Well, I think so too." Wen Xinnuan nodded heavily, "This is also...the reason why I knew that I had a misunderstanding with Luo Lei, and I didn't want to ask him to clarify."

"..."

"You're right, Ji Ziang is a man more suitable for marriage."

Jing Jiaren's eyes dimmed, and she hoped that her guidance would not have a bad influence on Wen Xinnuan...

Luo Lei's current personality is not suitable to be a warm-hearted husband and escort her.

"What about Mr. Simon?"

Wen Xinnuan asked carefully, for fear of touching the worry in her heart.

Jing Jiaren recalled for a moment: "He...was a good lover at first, but now he is a good husband."

"What do you mean?"

"In other words, he wasn't suitable to be a husband before—isn't there a saying that a woman is a school? Slowly adjust~teach him, and he will graduate from college." Jing Jiaren smiled, "Now it's a lover and a husband. .”

Wen Xinnuan exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Okay! I also want my lover and husband to take care of each other."

"Then tune~ teach him!"

"But neither of them like to study." Wen Xinnuan sighed.

After all, it's because I don't have enough courage, I'm not as queen as Jing Jiaren...

So until now, no man can control it.

That night, Ji Ziang flew to France overnight. Before boarding and after disembarking, he called Wen Xinnuan to report that he was safe.

Wen Xinnuan lingered in Jing Jiaren's room, chatting with her until late, reminiscing about the past youth.

Until Ji Ziang called on the Nth phone call to urge them to go to bed early...

Wen Xinnuan reluctantly closed the chatter box.

"It's so annoying. I keep making endless calls. Let's go to sleep and talk tomorrow..."

"He's fine and cares about you."

On the big bed, the two women were facing each other, smiling as they leaned on the big pillow.

"It's good, it's just that I have to take care of everything, it's very troublesome."

"I care about you because I care about you... Doesn't it mean that Luo Lei doesn't care about you?"

"He... takes care of more!"

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and outside the large bay window, the branches of the East Begonia are trembling in the wind, and the petals are falling endlessly.

The warm light makes the room cozy.

In the morning, in a men's living room, two little paws lie on the glass surface, curiously watching the mysterious white snowflakes falling slowly outside the window...flying in the courtyard with the petals.

"Luye...it's dawn."

The little wolf howled indistinctly, his voice was crisp and tender, and there was no movement behind him for a long time.

"Luye, Liuye... Aww!"