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

What else can she do?

Wait, keep sending people down to rescue... There's nothing she can do!

Perhaps at this time, the only thing she can do is not to drag Ximen Longting down, and take good care of her body.

After he returned safely, could she face him with a smile?

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Ximen Longting was checking the fit of the jewels when he suddenly felt the whole jade bed move.

The violent vibration made it almost impossible to stand still.

"Leng Lintian, what did you do!?" He raised his head subconsciously and found Leng Lintian kneeling on the jade slab with his long and narrow eyes narrowed, which made him feel strange.

Shouldn't it be...

"Ximen, come here!" Leng Lintian felt that the jade slab was sinking.

Ximen Longting suddenly realized something, and rushed towards Leng Lintian in a flash.

With the drawing paper spread out, Jing Jiaren persistently drew on Ximen Longting's face.

I don't know if there are distracting thoughts in her mind, but she can't draw Ximen Longting's red eyes well. It seems that there is an evil spirit gushing out from hell, which makes people startled and afraid.

Crushed drawing paper was thrown all over the floor.

Jing Jiaren submerged her mind, she must calm down and trust Ximen Longting.

This painting is by far the most satisfying one she has created.

Everything is perfect, and the rest are the most difficult eyes to color.

"DiDi, DiDi..."

The phone rang suddenly.

Jing Jiaren shook her hand, and a large drop of red paint fell on the paper.

The red pigment spread all over Ximen Longting's eyes... It was like a drop of thick blood.

The originally evil and handsome man became gloomy and weird again.

The thinly pursed lips seemed to be parted into a smile... The red color flowed down.

Jing Jia was startled, and she couldn't stop sweating.

The whole movement was too big, and the canvas fell to the ground together with the easel.

No, nothing will happen to Ximen Longting.

With tears in her eyes, she sat down on the soft floor in a daze.

The servant immediately came over to help her up: "Young Madam, are you alright?"

Jing Jiaren's eyes were blank, she didn't know what would happen to her without Ximen Longting in this world.Without him, even life has no meaning.

She must have been poisoned by him...

"Young Madam, your phone is still ringing." The servant did not dare to touch Jing Jiaren's phone, it was more important than her life to her.

Jing Jiaren took a few deep breaths...

Every time the phone rang, she couldn't get any more excited.

Either SUN from France sent her a message, or Wen Xinnuan from the United States came looking for her.

Jing Jiaren still pretended that nothing happened, not wanting them to worry.

Exhaling, Jing Jiaren put down her pen, adjusted her negative attitude, and thought about how to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, a faintly flashing blue dot appeared on the phone.

Probably because the signal is still unstable, the little blue dot disappears for a while, and then reappears for a while, flickering frequently.

Jing Jiaren's heart clenched.

The flashing dots of the bodyguards she sent were different from Ximen Longting's. This dot was the signal that Ximen Longting's concentric lock would send out.

Jing Jiaren clutched her phone tightly, because she was too excited, her mind went blank, and she felt dizzy for a while.

Restraining her frantic heartbeat, she immediately called a servant, spread out the map, and circled the place highlighted in blue.

During the whole process, Jing Jiaren gave orders in an orderly manner and was extremely calm.

It wasn't until the bodyguard led her down to the cemetery that she suddenly lacked oxygen in her chest and fell into a faint from excitement.