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

Ximen Longting's face was cold, exuding a terrifying murderous aura, he raised his hand little by little.

The cold muzzle pointed at Leng Jiaren.

Leng Jiaren's happy smile stopped, and her footsteps stopped abruptly in the hall, her stern eyes clearly reflected his cruel figure.

Leng Jiaren didn't understand why Ximen Longting raised his gun at her, he... wanted to kill her?

Ximen Longting clenched his teeth, staring at the face that was exactly the same as Jing Jiaren's, but couldn't help it.

"You, are you going to kill me?" Leng Jiaren pinched the ends of her skirt, like a confused princess who broke into the wrong room.

Ximen Longting smiled coldly: "You think I'm playing games with you?"

"..."

"You shouldn't be living in this world..."

His ruthless voice was very clear in the hall.

The figure suddenly stood up from the sofa.

She is not human at all, she is just a swollen cell, why can't she do it?

Ximen Longting gripped the pistol tightly, his palms were covered with sweat, and a thin layer of sweat was secreting from his forehead.

He almost gave up and ordered his servants to solve it.

"Ximen, can you do it?" Leng Lintian's voice came from the door.

He supported the edge of the door with one hand, his back slightly hunched.

Probably because the violent running just now has consumed all his strength...

He was panting violently, his hair was soaked in sweat, dripping down.

"Lintian!" Leng Jiaren was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed in surprise and disbelief.

……

Jing Jiaren couldn't run, so she could only speed up her pace and walk quickly, while Sun ran in front of her with her calves——

"Queen, walk slowly, Sun is waiting for you."

"..."

boom!

A loud gunshot sounded over the winery.

Jing Jiaren's footsteps paused, her face paled, is it too late?Didn't even Leng Lintian arrive?

……

Ximen Longting's hands and feet were cold, watching the shot he missed, Leng Jiaren was shot in the shoulder, blood splashed out immediately.

To be honest, at that moment, Ximen Longting's heart was pierced by thousands of arrows, as if he was also shot.

Although he knew that this woman was not Jing Jiaren...

Leng Lintian's face paled, he rushed over in a few quick steps, put his arms around Leng Jiaren's waist, and moved her into his arms.

"Lin Tian," Leng Jiaren sniffled aggrievedly, "Is that you, is it really you?"

"..."

"I miss you."

She didn't seem to feel the pain of the blood on her shoulder at all, and there was only Leng Lintian in her eyes, which filled her vision.

"Lintian... take me home, okay?" Her bright eyes were foggy, "I want to go home... I really want to, I really want to go home..."

Leng Lintian's long eyelashes drooped, and something surged in his calm eyes.

"Go away!" Ximen Longting said sharply, "If you don't go away, I'll beat you too."

"..."

"Leng Lintian, do you think I dare not shoot you?" Ximen Longting raised his pistol and pointed it at Leng Jiaren again.

Leng Lintian turned around and protected Leng Jiaren behind him.

The blood from her shoulders stained his light blue dress...

She is a part of Jing Jiaren, like Jing Jiaren's shadow.

Leng Lintian clenched her hand tightly, as long as it was about Jing Jiaren, he would not bear to hurt the slightest bit.

"Leng Lintian, I'm telling you to get out!" Ximen Longting's expression darkened terribly, "Today I want to clean up the house, and no one can stop me."

No one can save Leng Jiaren, she will die today, leaving only an infinite hidden danger.

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