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

He put on the wireless bluetooth headset, walked out of the room calmly, and several bodyguards immediately followed the master out.

There were still a few bodyguards in the room, and Leng Jiaren sat in the crystal coffin blankly looking at Jing Jiaren.

"Is there something I did wrong?"

"..."

"I didn't do well, so Lin Tian can't go home?"

Jing Jiaren took a deep breath: "No, you did a good job. I'll help you go home."

Jing Jiaren wanted to escape with Leng Jiaren, but unfortunately there were bodyguards everywhere, and the entire top floor of the hotel was sealed off.

She wanted to make a call, but she didn't know how to contact Leng Lintian's people, and she didn't even know a single number.

To call the son of France—

It can only be that she saves him in danger, asks her son to send someone to rescue Leng Lintian, and confronts Ximen Longting, which is unrealistic.

Especially the current situation is not suitable.

Master Donggong waited for them to kill Master Ximen, and only gave them half a month, and now half of the time has passed.

Want to send the phone to Leng Lintian while Ximen Longting is not around?

"I'm sorry, you can't leave the door without the young master's order."

As soon as he opened the door, he was stopped by the bodyguard with his hand.

Very well, Ximen Longting immediately became wary of her, and it turned out that the two of them knew each other too well.

Ximen Longting leaned against the wall of the corridor, just made a phone call, and saw Jing Jiaren arguing with the bodyguard.

He already knew that Jing Jiaren would take action and would not just stand still and wait to die.

"Want to find Leng Lintian?"

"..."

"Want to pass him the phone?"

Jing Jiaren shook her head: "No."

"Then what are you holding in the back hand?" Ximen Longting took off the Bluetooth ear wire, casually threw it to the bodyguard, and stared at Jing Jiaren sullenly.

Her shoulders were grabbed by big palms, her left hand was pulled out, and her mobile phone was placed in her right hand.

The right hand was grabbed, and the phone was switched to the left hand...

"Ximen Longting, I'm in pain."

"Does it hurt?" Ximen Longting pressed her shoulders and turned over, and she held the phone in both hands hidden behind her back, "So the phone can also relieve your pain?"

"..."

"No, is it so tight?"

Seeing that there was no irritation in his tone, Jing Jiaren said carefully, "Ximen Longting, why did you complicate things?"

In her eyes, it is very simple——

Let Leng Lintian and Leng Jiaren go, as if this matter does not exist, as if Leng Jiaren does not exist.

"It's you who want to complicate things."

Ximen Longting lowered his face and said, "If she is alive, she must move around under my nose, so that I can feel at ease."

He wanted to know Leng Jiaren's every move.

"Didn't you originally want to take her to the Beauty Kingdom? So what's going on now? What did Leng Aofeng tell you just now?"

I would rather leave Leng Jiaren there temporarily, and wait until the master of the East Palace is captured.

"Didn't you say to let her be your substitute?" Ximen Longting had other ideas, "Gong Zihua's side is almost ready to launch an attack in the past few days, and the troops to be deployed have already been set up. We Go to the designated place for the round."

So fast?

Jing Jiaren asked, "Are you planning to bring Leng Jiaren and Leng Lintian with you?"

"Without Leng Lintian, I will find a place to lock him up." Ximen Longting didn't want a big trouble to follow him.

Jing Jiaren almost fainted, did she really dig her own grave?

But that's fine...

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