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

Christian cemetery.

The cemetery is divided into two parts. The former is the Morrison Chapel, which was built at the same time as the cemetery. It is the first Christian missionary office in Macau.

The doors and windows of the church are designed in a unique arched shape, with distinctive small round lights on. There are only ten benches in the church, and the old roof beams, rafters and two long ceiling fans are kept on the top.

Because the scenery of the entire cemetery is quiet and refined, and the architecture is very distinctive, it is now open to the outside world and has become one of the attractions visited by tourists.

At this time, Ximen Longting's people were ambushing near the cemetery.

It was the first time for Jing Jiaren to come to Macau, and she was admiring the scenery outside the window, and her mind was always running with the idea of ​​escaping.

The car stopped in front of the cemetery, and Jing Jiaren was surprised, probably understanding why Leng Lintian chose to come to Macau today.

It must be the death day of his relatives.

Sure enough, the bodyguard who got out of the bodyguard car behind was holding a large bouquet of white roses.

Leng Lintian stretched out his hand in his pocket calmly, took the flowers and held them in his hand.

White Rose?Jing Jiaren frowned, was she paying homage to his dead lover?Why did you drag her to this kind of place.

"Why don't you get out of the car." Leng Lintian raised his lips, "Do you want me to carry you down?"

"I think, I'd better wait in the car and not go?"

"Give me a reason not to go."

"I'm afraid it's not appropriate to take your lover to meet your old love. I don't want to be followed by resentful ghosts. I'll wait in the car."

Leng Lintian raised his lips and laughed loudly: "Who told you that you were going to meet my old love? I brought you to the cemetery just to let her meet you."

"Why do you have to take me to see you?"

"Because—" Leng Lintian darkened his eyes, "You are very similar."

Jing Jiaren shivered, don't compare her with a dead person.However, the resemblance he is talking about should be the resemblance of personality, right?

Leng Lintian knocked on the roof of the car: "Get out of the car."

"I really can't refuse?"

"If you keep talking, I'll carry you out of the car." Leng Lintian stretched out one hand, pulled her out of the car, and held her in his arms, "There is just another hand to hold you."

Jing Jiaren was caught off guard and bumped into his arms. Just as she was about to struggle, he naturally grabbed her shoulders and carried her into the cemetery.

A dozen bodyguards in black followed closely behind the young master, attracting the attention of tourists.

Near the cemetery, countless telescopes are monitoring their every move.

Jing Jiaren and Leng Lincai entered the cemetery, and a car parked at the corner opened the door.

Ximen Longting stepped down.

Today, he is dressed in low-key gray, wearing sunglasses, and his jaw is hard and cold.

He had just watched Jing Jiaren fall into Leng Lintian's arms with his own eyes, and the two of them "snuggled" into the cemetery intimately.

Originally, he stayed here because he wanted to capture Leng Lintian and then track down Jing Jiaren's whereabouts.

Unexpectedly, Leng Lintian directly brought Jing Jiaren to Macau...

If they weren't so close, how could they bring Jing Jia to see Leng Lintian's dead mother!

Ximen Longting followed with some followers into the cemetery.

Jing Jiaren struggled hard halfway, trying to break free from Leng Lintian's arms several times.

But his arms are like pincers, possessing strength comparable to that of Ximen Longting...

"If you are not honest, I will kiss you."

Leng Lintian suddenly leaned over and breathed in her ear.

Jing Jiaren was taken aback!

Not far behind, Ximen Longting exuded a cold and terrifying aura all over his body.