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

The mother who was buying cakes in the store was looking at her little baby through the glass window all the time. Seeing that Chanel was there to help take care of her, she felt more at ease.

Soon, these mothers came out with cakes and took away their children one after another.

Only then did Chanel realize that it was the peak of the school year.

Children from nearby kindergartens were taken home by their parents.

Elementary school students lined up wearing blue scarves and yellow spittoon school caps crossed the road.

The leading teacher held a small blue flag, and from time to time turned around to greet the children to get along with each other...

Chanel squinted her eyes, paying attention to all kinds of people, breathing the air greedily.

Everyone seems to have a world with colorful stories.

She seemed to feel the taste of being alive...

My mentality is also much better, not as negative as before.

At the beginning, she couldn't think about anything and forced herself to go to a desperate situation. It must have something to do with her being imprisoned in a confined space at the beginning, without other things to distract her attention, and she kept thinking wildly.

Also because he suppressed himself for a long time at Su's parents, he fell into a predicament and did not change his position.

She now feels that life has a lot of meaning, she is alive, and she can do many things...

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【Master, you can't touch it, it belongs to Miss Jane...】

In the large and complicated room, the little Ximen Longting stared at the thick leather book on the high table with his red eyes. A bookmark with a cross at the end was stuck in the book.

Ximen Longting was pushed by the servant: 【Get out, this is a place you shouldn't be here. 】

Ximen Longting glanced at a huge painting on the wall.

The woman was sitting on the royal blue single sofa, her long skirt was hanging over the edge of the fireplace, the fire behind her was shining, illuminating his gentle and alluring side face.

……

Lying on the bed, Ximen Longting dreamed of breaking into the library by mistake when he was a child.

It's a pity that he was still young back then, and he had seen Miss Jane's profile portrait...but he glanced at it in a hurry, so he quickly forgot it.

However, for some reason, this fragment of memory became vivid in his dream.

And, in the dream, he broke free from the memory, left the servant, and walked towards the big portrait.

……

The little Ximen Longting seemed to be walking in a time tunnel. As he got closer to the painting, his body grew bigger and bigger.

The slender legs and limbs grow like joints, and the cheeks become sharp and deep.

He stood in front of the portrait, his eyes dimmed: [Beauty...]

In the painting, Miss Jane, who was originally sideways, smiled and looked back at him. Behind her stood a man with the same red eyes, clear and sharp features, wearing a red cloak with a black inside and a dark blue straight Officer's uniform, boots, and attire from the last century—

Ximen Fenglie stretched out his hand to pull the woman up, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her earlobe and neck in front of Ximen Longting.

Ximen Longting's eyes seemed to be burning, he took off the picture frame on the wall and smashed it hard on the ground.

It's his, it's his Jing Jiaren, it's his!

The destroyed photo frame cracked open, Ximen Fenglie's figure was swimming in the photo frame, the black and red cloak seemed to be on fire...

The flames filled the air!

Ximen Longting's eyes were engulfed by a great fire, and he heard a voice——