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

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It was completely bright, and the servants in the garden were cleaning up the fallen leaves and petals.

In the European-style gazebo, the good morning tea gave off a seductive aroma. Wen Xinnuan couldn't bear the temptation of delicious food and ate a lot. Meng Kui didn't move at all, showing hesitation.

"Isn't this a good thing? He proposed to you. You can do what you want to do according to your own will."

Jing Jiaren took a sip of water and answered casually.

"Master..."

"Ximen Longting doesn't interfere. He said that you have the right to choose independently. Whether you choose Mr. Mu or Jian Mensao, he has no objection."

Ximen Longting said that a man's psychology is cheap, the more he can't get it, the more he is about to lose it, the tighter he will hold on to it.

If you can be sure of winning, your attitude will become lazy.

and so……

Jing Jiaren turned her face and glanced at Jian Chenche who was also silent, but he also didn't move.

Originally thought that Ximen Longting would definitely stand by his side, but now that he heard the answer, his expression changed.

"Why?" Mengkui asked puzzled, "Don't the young master need Mr. Jian's help?"

"But you are my very important friend, and your happiness is more important." Jing Jiaren said plainly, "Ximen listens to me, he does whatever I say, and I want you to make up your own mind."

"beautiful woman……"

"My advice, though, is that you choose to spend the rest of your life with the person who will make you happy, not the one you're desperately trying to please."

Jing Jiaren's words clearly focused on Mu Xicheng's choice.

Wen Xinnuan swallowed a bite of the cake: "Like it."

Jian Chenche's expression changed a bit, he thought that the last trump card in his hand could turn the situation around, but who knew...

"When you meet someone who doesn't understand you, doesn't think you're interesting, and doesn't want to take the time to get to know you, you have to learn to let him go, instead of proving it to him in embarrassment time and time again." Jing Jiaren smiled to Wen Xin Serve scented tea in a warm mug.

The scent of lavender scented tea...

Wen Xinnuan nodded: "Domineering, praise."

Mengkui: "..."

Jian Chenche suddenly stood up from the stone chair, his whole body was full of anxiety about to storm.

Jing Jiaren looked at him calmly: "Jian Mensao, if you don't like him, just let him go."

"..."

"Marrying you and living a hard life with you is much better than letting her marry a man who is knowledgeable, romantic, kind to her, and loves her dearly."

Jian Chenche's shoulders twitched forbearance, so angry that he wanted to punch the Roman pillar in front of him.

Mengkui's hand tightly clutched the ring, and her temperature was already felt in her palm...

"Beauty, you are right, a marriage without love is a grave."

"..."

"I think I know what to do." Her happiness is not important, the important thing is not to bind Jian Chenche's happiness.

Jing Jiaren narrowed her eyes. If Ximen Longting's guess is correct, Jian Chenche will collapse within two days.

Anyway, he has already promised to marry Mengkui, he has already broken the bottom line...

He is obviously a dying grasshopper, still making the last struggle, wasting all his efforts.

"I still think it is possible to have a child for Mr. Jian, but... marriage is not required." Mengkui said after deliberation, "I just don't know if Mr. Mu will agree..."

How can any man tolerate his fiancée giving birth to another man?

Jian Chenche's black eyes were dim, and there were sore spots in his eyes!