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

Ximen Longting watched her go into the bathroom, and looked at the ring in his hand when he came back to his senses, feeling oppressed and uncomfortable, no better than her at all.

The woman he loves the most, but he can't have it, so he gives her the most basic status.

He clenched his fist hard, opened the drawer, put the ring in, and locked it.

After thinking for a while, he opened the lock again, put the pull ring into a box for a diamond watch, and locked it again.

Jing Jiaren leaned against the door with blank eyes, and her body was chilling intermittently.

Many memories suddenly flashed in my mind, Ximen Longting's kindness to her during this period of time, his unique smile only for her.

But soon, all the bad things that Ximen Longting had done in the past also came like snowflakes.

His methods were too brutal and cold-blooded.

His so-called protection for her is to hurt others—such as today's Lan reception.

His kindness to her was nothing more than spending a lot of money to give her material things.He imprisoned her and possessed her domineeringly.

Jing Jiaren hugged her head with all her might, as if she wanted to squeeze her head out, trying to squeeze Ximen Longting out of her mind completely.

[Beauty, the difference between love and liking is simple.If you love a flower, you will water it, if you like it, you will pluck it. 】

Leng Aofeng's face flashed vaguely in front of her.

Yes, he just likes her and is temporarily infatuated with her...

Why does she always heal the scar and forget the pain?

Did he forget so much in a blink of an eye when he hurt her so much? !

Jing Jiaren's eyes were bloodshot and dry without a single tear. She got up suddenly, searched for a while on the sink, and removed the blade from the electric razor.

The sharp blade gleamed coldly.

She looked at her white arms.

With a ruthless hand, blood flowed along the blade, oozing blood.

She gritted her teeth and took a long breath.

Every time he hurt her in the future, she would slash her arm severely, making the scar a pain she would never forget!

In this way, she will have a longer memory and stay away from this poppy-like man who cannot be approached!

……

Half an hour later, Jing Jiaren opened the door with a pale face.

She put a bandage on the wound on her hand after the bleeding stopped, and let the sleeve hang down to cover it.

With his back to her, Ximen Longting was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and was on the phone. When he heard the door opening, he looked back at her and beckoned her to wait.

"You are busy, I have to go to work, so go down first."

Jing Jiaren walked towards the door in a trance.

Ximen Longting immediately picked up the phone: "Beautiful lady."

"what's up?"

"What gift do you want?"

"Don't you give me gifts every day? Why, feel guilty, do you want to make up for me with gifts?" Jing Jiaren turned her back to him, "If you really feel indebted, let Huo's go, and you will never leave anyone behind. There is a little leeway. Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, but there is no guarantee that they will not bite back when they are cornered."

"This matter, I have a measure."

He walked up to her in a few strides, held her shoulders and made her turn around: "Are you really not unhappy?"

Jing Jiaren gave him a weary look: "Maybe it's because I've been kept in captivity for a long time, and I spent too much energy on the first day of work."

"Sleeping in my office? There is a bed."

"No." She didn't want to stay any longer.

"If you don't want to marry, I won't force you." He lowered his head and put his forehead against hers.Although she knew that the marriage was only in name, it was a protective shell for her, and she could divorce at any time if she wanted.