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

"Since the counterfeit has been caught, our son will be fine!"

"But……"

"I also want to save him. I will think of a way. In the current situation, I don't have a better way." Ximen Longting pressed her shoulder, and it was one of his expected results that things would turn out like this.

Facts have proved that you can't be too lucky, and you can't put your hope on others.

"This time I didn't think carefully, which led to this result! If there is another time, I will definitely think carefully!"

Jing Jiaren shook her head: "Give us only half a month, and you have no better way than to trust Gongzi Huabo once."

"..."

"Ximen Longting, I don't blame you for what happened this time. I don't want to put pressure on you."

Her eyes with thick eye shadow look unusually big, and the heavy makeup also has a special charm.

"If you really want to blame, you should blame me!"

If she hadn't insisted on going to the playground to play, or if she hadn't been careless and was put on a tracker by Jing's mother, they wouldn't have been caught at all!

"Now is not the time for accountability!"

"Then we're leaving right now?"

"Wait a little later, when everyone is asleep!" Ximen Longting stroked her hair with his hand, "Wait until you vent the anger in your heart."

Angry in your heart?

Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, watching him take out his mobile phone, coldly press a number and put it next to his ear:

"Are you ready? Bring her here!"

Jing Jiaren hugged him, stroked his face with her slender hands, and smiled.

She knew who the "she" he said was...

Soon, Wang Yingying was led by a collar, knelt on all fours, and walked on the ground, like the most humble dog.

Her short hair was drooping in a mess, her face was tattooed like a clown's face, and the corners of her mouth were painted very red...

Of course, Jing Jiaren knew that this was not the effect of makeup, but...

Ximen Longting took her hand and sat on the king's chair, pulled her to sit on his lap, and hugged her.

"Jing Jiaren, watch the show."

An animal trainer stood on the stage in a tuxedo, directing Wang Yingying to do various humiliating actions.

Although there was resentment in her eyes, she had to compromise again and again.

Jing Jiaren found that Wang Yingying's demeanor was a little crazy, and her eyes were also a little demented, as if she was in a state of sobriety and confusion occasionally.

Seeing this, her overflowing sympathy began again.

Wang Yingying is certainly abominable, to get such a result...

Still too miserable.

"Woooo, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Suddenly Wang Yingying seemed to be conscious, and she was about to rush towards Jing Jiaren.

The stage was far away, and before she rushed off the stage, the chain around her neck held her tightly.

Wang Yingying cried out in pain, but couldn't make a sound.

Jing Jiaren's back felt cold, she grabbed Ximen Longting's hand and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"I'm making compensation for her past willfulness."

"She can't speak, you cut her vocal cords?"

Ximen Longting laughed badly: "It's worse than this."

Still miserable! ?

"Tongue cut off?"

"almost."

It turned out that Ximen Longting had someone put several tongue rings on her tongue, so that she could only scream in pain, but couldn't make a sound.

Ximen Longting seemed to be stroking her hair gently, and his eyes were also very gentle, but there was a fierce light in his eyes: "If she scolds you, I will make her speechless."

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