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

Knowing that she was by his side, Ximen Longting felt peaceful in his heart, but he didn't dare to sleep again.

He probed her forehead and found that the temperature was not so hot.

Surprise flashed across his eyes: "The fever is gone."

Wilson walked over and touched the forehead of the beautiful woman in the scene, and found that it was still hot.

Immediately understood: "Master, you have a high fever and your body is still hot, so naturally you can't feel Miss Jing's temperature."

"She hasn't had a fever yet?!"

"not yet……"

Ximen Longting was about to get up heavily, but his eyes were dark, it was the first time he was so powerless.

Wilson stopped him: "Master, you are taking medicine, you should have a good rest, tell me to do something."

"I slept for hours."

"It's only been an hour..."

"The maid's room was found?"

"It was found," Wilson bowed his head. "It was indeed found that a servant had a bug with a butterfly brooch. In addition, we saw a butterfly brooch of the same style in the garbage truck that was emptied out of the manor every day... ...And, a mobile phone of the same model as Miss Jing's. The mobile phone has a control function, which can remotely operate Miss Jing's mobile phone. "

Ximen Longting's expression was shocked.

"Master, you know that the garbage in the manor is sent away in packed cars every day, and the garbage in each room is cleaned up regularly. In the garbage bag of the butterfly brooch, there are silk socks thrown away by Miss He. We let the servant He The lady's servant has identified the apple cores that Miss He ate that day, and the mask wrappers that were thrown away-confirmed that the bag of garbage belonged to Miss He."

Ximen Longting's lips turned purple, and he said coldly, "Why didn't you tell me right away!"

"It was only found out when the young master was in a coma... I think you are too tired and need to rest."

Ximen Longting calmly unplugged the potion, let go of Jing Jiaren's hand gently, and got out of bed.

Wilson knew he couldn't stop the young master, so he had to go to help him.

"No need." Ximen Longting stood up coldly and said aggressively, "I can't die."

Instruct the servant to take good care of Jing Jiaren, and if there is any news, let him know immediately.

So he strode out of the room.

Wilson followed closely: "I have locked Miss He, Miss Leng, and that servant...all upside down in Miss He's room, waiting for the young master to interrogate."

living room.

Leng Xinqi was lying on her stomach, her back was wrapped in bandages, grinning her teeth in pain, and it hurt even to move.

The servant knew that he was in great trouble, so he hid in a corner and wept softly, He Wan'er also looked devastated.

After all, Leng Xinqi is the third miss of the Leng family, she is only a suspect in this matter, and there is no evidence to confirm that it is her, so apart from being locked up, she still enjoys the treatment of the third miss of the Leng family.

Several servants served her, fed her fruit, and massaged her uninjured skin.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, the servant cried even louder. He Wan'er couldn't even hold the teacup and fell to the ground.

The door opened, and Ximen Longting's gloomy and terrifying face came like the devil from hell.

One of the bodyguards following him came in carrying a bucket of water, while the other carefully carried a sealed oil drum.

Nurse He and the servant immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, calling for injustice——

People who have done bad things, even if the evidence is in front of them, they will not admit their crimes until they see the coffin.

If they confessed immediately, then Ximen Longting would be suspicious instead.