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

It is not easy to deceive Ximen Fenglie's eyes so easily.

However, Ximen Longting acted so realistically, Mr. Ximen probably doubted it - after all, even Jing Jiaren believed it.

"Ximen Longting, I always thought you were an unstoppable guy!"

Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "Everyone thinks so."

He usually acted aboveboard, disdainful of the tricks.

Turned out to be dark...

Jing Jiaren seemed to be missing something: "Irritable in small things, but calm in big things. Ximen Longting, you always have many contradictions in your body."

For example, naive and mature, impatient and black-bellied, cold and gentle...

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Wen Xinnuan held her mobile phone and sighed, only to realize at a critical moment that she had no friends who could help.

If there is no way, just secretly take your own jewelry to auction.

Although it can't help Ximen Jiaren too much, at least it's a little bit.

Ji Ziang is usually very generous to her.

Wen Xinnuan rummaged through the boxes, found out the jewelry box, took out a pile of jewelry and put them into the bag.

She doesn't even understand the value of these jewels, so she wants to ask a jeweler to have a look, and then set a guide price for auction.

Wen Xinnuan was fiddling for a while, and was about to ask the servant to sort out all her jewelry...to count.

"What are you looking for? Why don't you ask the servants to help you?" A deep voice came suddenly.

Wen Xin warmed her hands and hid her hands behind her back in fright, clutching the jewelry bag tightly.

"Pregnant women, don't bend over, move around, and pay more attention to rest!" Ji Ziang walked over through the complicated carpet, "Why are you unhappy? Your stomach feels uncomfortable again?"

"No, no!" Wen Xinnuan retreated subconsciously, but there was no way to retreat.

Behind him is the jewelry cabinet, the doors of which are open and closed, and some drawers are still open.

A few chains are still on the ground...

Afraid that Ji Ziang would find out, Wen Xinnuan quietly stretched out one foot and pulled the chain behind her.

Ji Ziang noticed her actions, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "Planning to run away from home?"

"what?"

"How long do you want to go? Permanently?" He was calm. "Who has wronged you, or did I do something wrong? Where are you going? You don't want to see me...to the point where you don't even want a son?"

Wen Xinnuan's eyes widened: "What are you talking about!"

"Still keeping it from me, what are you holding behind you?"

"..."

"Your eyes are red, why are you crying?"

Seeing that she couldn't hide it, Wen Xinnuan had no choice but to hand it over, who knew she couldn't hold it securely, the bag was open, and some jewelry chains were running out...

"Ah, my ring!"

Wen Xinnuan saw a few gemstone rings rolling mischievously, so she bent down to pick them up.

Ji Ziang held her shoulders: "I'll pick it up, you sit still."

His hands are gentle, but strong.

Without hurting her, he took her to the sofa, and pressed her to sit down gently but forcefully.

Ji Ziang took off his coat, and skillfully picked up all the jewelry on the ground. Most of these were gifts from him, and Wen Xinnuan rarely bought them himself.

After all, jewelry is an expensive luxury item. Although Wen Xinnuan has been very popular, he is the one who holds it together.

Her income is not much, and most of it is invested in real estate——