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

"..." Jing Jiaren sighed, and put her hands on her waist unnaturally, "Are you going?"

"It's enough to be cold and mean." He doesn't like socializing.

"Ximen Longting, we girls are chatting, wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to be here?"

"Where is it inconvenient?"

"It's just inconvenient!" She had already issued orders to chase customers overtly and secretly, so he pretended not to understand?

Ximen Longting raised his head, his tough face was full of anger and dissatisfaction: "Are you going to talk about large-scale sex~male?"

"Pfft..." Meng Kui almost spit out all the juice she just drank, covering her lips in time.

"With me here, don't even think about it!" Ximen Longting chose the best part of the food.

Wen Xinnuan sat on the sofa, knowing that it was impossible for Ximen Longting to walk away, she couldn't help her depression: "Jing Jiaren, I'm really annoying, you can sleep with me tonight, I want to sleep with you talk."

"Okay."

"I agreed?" Ximen Longting interrupted.

Jing Jiaren ignored him: "I hold this banquet just to let you relax and not be so tense. Besides, it is very rare for us to get together like this throughout the year."

Wen Xinnuan nodded, it seemed like yesterday since the last time we met, but in fact a few months had passed in the blink of an eye.

Her belly is quite big, her whole body has grown a lot, and she seems to be doing well.

"Did I gain a lot of weight?" Wen Xinnuan noticed her eyes.

"Hmm... this is probably when you were the fattest?"

"I've become thinner these days, and I was even fatter before, with a double chin." Wen Xinnuan sighed, "When Bill was born, he was very thin."

Of course, when Bill was born, Luo Lei didn't take good care of her, nor nourished her...

Jing Jiaren squinted her eyes, and avoided Luo Lei's topic wisely: "You are only good-looking if you are fleshy."

Meng Kui held the wine glass and lowered her eyelids thoughtfully.

When Jing Jiaren looked over, she immediately raised her head, smiled and said, "That's right, that's right, that's right."

She was so absent-minded at all that she didn't hear what they were talking about.

From time to time, his eyes drifted to Jian Chenche——

The three men over there were chatting, and Leng Lintian's eyes seemed to drift towards Jing Jiaren's place, and he could see the deep and strong emotions in his eyes;

Ji Ziang's eyes were almost always looking at Wen Xinnuan, as if he was afraid that Wen Xinnuan would fall down or have a small accident at any time.

Only Jian Chenche, with a cold back, didn't even glance at her.

How obvious.

They are also women, they are all favored, only she is the most humble.

There is also Master Ximen, who is guarding Jing Jiaren every minute of the day...

The feeling of being carefully cared for, just looking at it makes people feel sore and aching with envy.

If a man loves her like this, even for a day, she will be so touched that she will die.

……

After Ximen Longting had prepared the food, he suddenly stood in front of her, feeling very cold.

Seeing the young master, Mengkui automatically moved out of the way.

Ximen Longting was used to being domineering, and sat next to Jing Jiaren, holding a fork and feeding him a piece of food: "Eat."

Jing Jiaren glanced at him: "Why are you still here?"

"..."

"I can eat by myself, you go make friends."

She still hopes that he will not be so closed, like a child who follows his mother everywhere, never leaving him.