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

Jing Jiaren's hands paused, and she took a deep breath: "Okay, we need to talk after your toilet is finished."

talk?

what to talk about! ?

Ximen Longting had a cold face, his face was ugly as hell.All this is thanks to Wang Yingying - this woman will die beautifully!

Jing Jia went back to the bed with a heavy heart, and straightened the sheets...

Damn, how fierce Ximen Longting is, the quilt is so sticky that it can't be covered at all.

She was angry and took off the quilt.

Wen Xinnuan is right, she loves more and more without self, less and less like herself.

Didn't dare to ask anything.Why?When did she become so timid!

After tidying up the room, Jing Jiaren checked the time, half an hour later, Ximen Longting hadn't finished washing yet.

She sat down on the sofa and picked up a magazine.Be sure to ask today!

I didn't have the heart to read at all, I turned over and over, and didn't read half a word.

Hearing the bathroom door open, she crossed her legs and sat formally, flipping through a magazine.

The previous vows are actually disappearing, and I dare not ask again.

She bit her lip hard.Love is really a troublesome thing, once you fall in love, once you care about it...it's like poison.

Ximen Longting picked up the mobile phone on the table and was about to go out.

"Stop." Jing Jiaren flipped through the magazine and shouted slowly, "I haven't talked to you yet, where do you want to go?"

Ximen Longting's hair was wet and glistening, and his face was serious.

Jing Jiaren felt that she was very much like her husband who had caught Hong Xing cheating--the posture of being interrogated.

"What's the matter to talk about later, I still have a lot of things." Ximen Longting's voice was calm, his face was serious - he wanted to escape.

Damn, Jing Jiaren's serious look made him panic.

If she felt that she would not talk about good things——

What a fart! ?

Jing Jiaren put down the magazine, saw him striding towards the door, and said harshly, "Stop! Are you so busy that you don't have time?"

Ximen Longting held the doorknob: "You also know my current situation, there are many things waiting for me to deal with. Be good."

Seeing the door open, he was about to walk out...

When she saw him at night, she didn't know if she still had the courage.

"Ximen Longting, you are avoiding me!"

"..."

"If you really want to see me, just tell me, I'm not a shameless woman." Jing Jiaren clenched her palms tightly, "As long as you say a word, CEO, I will disappear completely from your eyes! "

Ximen Longting stepped back immediately and closed the door.

"Jing Jiaren, what are you doing so early in the morning?"

"I didn't make a fuss," Jing Jiaren's eyes turned red, "I'm serious."

Ximen Longting turned around and stared at her, his eyes were scarlet, and he used force to cover up his nervousness.

Jing Jiaren looked at him fearlessly and said, "That's right, I forced you to get married... I always thought you wanted to marry me, but you wanted to give me a grander wedding, that's why you kept procrastinating... I I never thought that you really don't want to marry me."

Ximen Longting frowned: "What did you say? When did I not want to marry you?"

"You know what you think!"

"..."

"It's my self-indulgence, you should tell me what you think earlier, and don't force yourself to cooperate with me!"

Ximen Longting almost went crazy: "Who are you listening to nonsense? Why don't I want to marry you? No one can force me, Ximen Longting, to do what I don't want to do—"