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

It hurts down there, how could she not understand, and she is not a fool.

It's just that she didn't understand why Ximen Longting had to stun her...

What secret is there to hide from her!

"Jing Jiaren, what are you worrying about?" Ximen Longting cupped her cheeks and looked at her deeply.

What can Jing Jiaren say?She has no proof.

"Jingle Bell--"

The landline next to the bed cabinet rang suddenly.

This is Ji's extension phone, which is usually used to summon servants, and rarely rings. Could it be that Wen Xinnuan is looking for her?

Jing Jiaren wanted to answer the phone, but her body was so painful that she couldn't move.

Ximen Longting crossed over with his long arms and picked up the receiver: "Don't move, I'll come."

Jing Jiaren leaned on the big soft pillow, and Ximen Longting placed the receiver next to her ear.

"Hello?" Jing Jiaren was about to speak, but found that her voice was not warm, but a woman——

"Jing Jiaren, did you wake up just now, didn't it disturb your good sleep?"

Jing Jia's heart was shocked, she couldn't believe it, Wang Yingying!

The sound of the receiver was loud, and Ximen Longting heard the sound immediately, and put his hand to his ear: "Who are you!?"

"Master Ximen really forgets things too much..."

Ximen Longting walked to the bathroom in a few strides, and slammed the door hard.

Jing Jiaren's mind went blank, shocked!

What's going on, Wang Yingying actually called here?

Ignoring the pain, she braced herself to step on the ruined petals, and pushed open the bathroom door.

"You dare to harass her again, I will kill you!" Ximen Longting dropped this sentence viciously, and suddenly with a strong movement, he smashed the receiver on the ground.

Jing Jiaren stood barefoot by the door, still maintaining the posture of pushing the door open.

Ximen Longting clenched his fists and looked back at her with an angry expression on his face. It had been a long time since he had such a terrifying expression.

"Ximen Longting..."

"It's okay." Ximen Longting immediately softened his face, "Isn't your whole body sore, who made you go to the ground?"

He came over naturally, picked her up and walked back.

Jing Jiaren stared at his tight jaw, his chest was still heaving violently because of his anger.

One by one, strong and powerful.

She put her hand on his chest and felt his heart beating violently.

What could scare Ximen Longting like this, he really has something to hide from her!

"I heard correctly just now, the person who called was Wang Yingying, right?"

Hearing this name, Ximen Longting kicked down several candle cups.

"Why are you so angry?"

No one deserves Ximen Longting's anger...

Moreover, he took the phone away immediately, for fear that Jing Jiaren would talk too much like Wang Yingying.

Jing Jia's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but think of many cases where the mistress came to the main room. The man wanted to wrap the fire with paper, and all kinds of angry and emotional reactions...

Jing Jiaren, you are overthinking again!

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip, and couldn't help but tighten her fingers on his flesh.

"Jing Jiaren, if that woman talks nonsense again, don't believe her." Ximen Longting frowned, "You have to know, you are an irreplaceable position in my heart!"

"Then what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you will be deceived by her! Anyway, don't believe her ghosts!" Ximen Longting increased his volume.

"Believe in what?" Jing Jiaren lay in his arms and stared at him, "Is there anything that can't be said frankly and unfairly?"