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

What feelings are gone, why not!

Jian Chenche looked like he wanted to eat people, he wanted to grab her by the shoulder and ask her...

It's a pity that there are people around him, and his self-control quickly controlled himself.

Mengkui put her hand on her stomach: "Why are you angry...I promised you without saying that I would keep it privately. You are so worried about it, you can't tolerate it..."

Tears were rolling in the corners of her eyes, and she could no longer speak.

I am afraid that tears will fall in front of so many people.

Before Mengkui finished speaking, she suddenly pushed aside the crowd and ran upstairs.

Jian Chenche's arm hung there without moving at all.

Jing Jiaren stared at him speechlessly: "At this time, the men who are usually men have already caught up."

While she was speaking, a gust of wind had already swept by, and Mu Xicheng caught up.

Even though Mu Xicheng was acting, at least he knew what to do and what to say at this moment.

In terms of emotional intelligence in the area of ​​love, Jian Chenche was thrown out by several blocks.

"Forget it, you're so stupid, I don't know what to say. Please pray for yourself!"

Seeing that Jing Jiaren reminded her, Jian Chenche just stood still and did not move, she was very angry.

Ximen Longting said sullenly: "The mud cannot support the wall!"

"..."

"Lock up all the wine," the big boss ordered coldly, "You won't be able to tear off your face, don't think about anyone's face sticking to you in private!"

In a word, when it comes to the backbone.

Ximen Longting hugged his goddess and went to sleep... To make Jing Jiaren unhappy is to make him unhappy.

Ximen Longting was upset and blocked Jian Chenche's retreat.

See if he hangs up and goes to find Mengkui again?

He wanted steps, but he didn't even give him the quick tiptoe bricks...

Ximen Longting walked with his arms around Jing Jiaren and told the servant: "Go and prepare the strongest abortion pill."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

"Jing Jiaren wait for me!" Wen Xinnuan walked quickly, walked side by side with Jing Jiaren and left.

Immediately afterwards, Leng Lintian and Ji Ziang also left, leaving only Jian Chenche standing on the corridor, clenching his fists.

Ye Xin stood downstairs, a fierce light flashed in her eyes...

Even she herself didn't know if she started the fire just now.

When she came back to her senses, she had accidentally dropped the candle on the carpet at Ye Xin's feet, lit a flame, and watched it grow without speaking.

But it turned out that Meng Kui was fine.

When danger occurs, Jian Chenche will be the first to rush to protect her.

No one noticed her existence, she was like a transparent person, even if she was burned to death in that fire, no one would frown.

"Jane." Ye Xin walked up the stairs carrying a long skirt.

Jian Chenche's eyes were gloomy and cold, he suddenly raised his head to stare at her, and gave a piercing slap——

He never hit a woman, and now, he made an exception again and again!

Ye Xin took two steps back, stepped on the ground, and rolled down the stairs.

Jian Chenche walked down the stairs step by step, like an asura from hell: "You set the fire?"

"No...not." She was so frightened that she lay on the ground, her body trembling, her face showing pain - did he see it?

"Who else but you!?"

"It's really not me—"

Ye Xin's forehead was broken, her bones hurt, and she lay on her stomach in a state of embarrassment.

"It's better not to pray." Jian Chenche's eyes turned cold, and he was stern to the bone, "Let me find out that you did it, and you will be roasted into charcoal."