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

"Jing Jiaren, falling in love with you is a masochistic process." He is really masochistic!

Jing Jiaren would only say sorry...

"I can't bear to abuse you, how about you? A woman who doesn't know what to do, you are the one who forced me!"

Yes, she was the one who forced him, she didn't know what to do, she went too far.

This time, even she herself felt that she was unforgivable.

She just wanted to make a deal with Leng Lintian, so that she could have a clear conscience.

It's selfish, she never only considers her own feelings.So making Ximen Longting angry, he deserved it!

dong dong.

Leng Jiaren lay in the crystal coffin and patted the glass to remind them of her existence.

Ximen Longting pressed a button, and the glass cover opened. Leng Jiaren sat up to breathe, staring at Jing Jiaren nervously.

Jing Jiaren said that as long as she did what she said, Leng Lintian would be sent home, so she obediently obeyed.

How is it now?Is she doing it right?

"Lintian... can he be released home?"

Jing Jiaren's throat was stuck: "Yes."

"No!" Ximen Longting said coldly, "I didn't agree."

"But you gave up halfway. According to what we said at the beginning, if you give up, let them go."

"That was the case when I didn't recognize who you are," Ximen Longting paused, "Unfortunately, I did. I always knew that the one on the right was you! So it wasn't me who lost!"

"Then who loses?"

"Equalize."

Even?

"In this family, from now on, I have the final say and I am the master." Ximen Longting announced domineeringly, disqualifying Jing Jiaren from being in charge of the family, "You are still suitable to be the little girl who is loved by my side. Be good. Do your part!"

"Don't meddle in other things, is that what you mean?" Jing Jiaren laughed.

"It's not suitable for you to intervene."

"Then... when can Lintian go home?" Leng Jiaren only cared about her problem, "Jing, you promised me that as long as I follow through, you will let Lintian go."

Ximen Longting gave her a straight look: "What she said doesn't count, you should beg me."

"Please?"

"As long as you listen to me obediently and pass the performance, I will let him go home."

While Ximen Longting was talking, he reached out and brushed Leng Jiaren's tuft of hair.

Jing Jiaren's eyes locked: "Ximen Longting, take your hand away!"

"..."

"You can't touch her!" she roared possessively.

Ximen Longting was satisfied with Jing Jiaren's reaction, and the treacherous smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger: "You have to taste the feeling of being disrespected, and then you will know how to respect me."

"..."

"Every time, you want me to show up and try to teach you."

If Jing Jiaren doesn't give Jing Jia two lashes, she won't know the pain...

Sometimes a woman can't just spoil her blindly, she is so spoiled that she has only herself.

"Ximen Longting, I don't want to quarrel with you because of these outsiders." Jing Jiaren stated her position.

"That's a good point," he echoed, "I don't need these outsiders in our lives at all... just a word from you."

Leng Jiaren is not Ji Zihan, not Leng Xinqi, not Wang Yingying, not any ordinary third party.

She is another Jing Jiaren.

Just thinking about this state made Jing Jiaren want to go crazy.

"Master, your phone number." The bodyguard held a mobile phone with a humble attitude, "It's Mr. Leng Aofeng."

Ximen Longting's complexion suddenly darkened.

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