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

Ximen Longting's violent temper was easily provoked by her.

In other words, only this woman can control his temper and make him lose his mind easily.

"Jing Jiaren, don't be too complacent. If you lose my favor, what do you think you are?"

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief.

He said harshly again: "Keep an inch, no matter how hypocritical you are, you will suffer."

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, staring at him fearlessly, and he stared at her too.

In terms of momentum, Jing Jiaren did not lose to him at all.

The two hard-tempered people confronted each other, and neither would let the other.

Wen Xinnuan was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Wilson came in with his mobile phone, just in time to see the deadlock: "Master..."

"Help, they're about to fight." Wen Xinnuan cried with a mournful face.

Ximen Longting seemed to react suddenly, put down her hands coldly, straightened her collar, pushed Wen Xinnuan away who was blocking her way, she fell to the ground, and watched the man walk out of the room coldly.

The sound of the door closing shook the paintings on the wall and made a buzzing noise.

Wen Xinnuan rubbed her painful head from being hit by the bedside table...

Jing Jiaren hurriedly got up to help her: "How are you? Did you hurt from the fall?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it..."

"What is getting used to!"

"Oh," Wen Xinnuan sighed, "Luo Lei's character is worse than his temper."

"You saw us quarreling just after we met." Jing Jiaren smiled wryly, "That psychopath actually turned his anger on you!"

"I was afraid that you guys would start a fight just now. Fortunately, he doesn't fight like Luo Lei... A man who can beat a woman is called bad."

"Is there anyone who comforts you like this?" Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows.

"Don't you know that the best words to comfort a friend are not 'it's okay', but 'why cry, you see I have a worse life than you'!"

Jing Jiaren's anger disappeared in an instant, and she smiled: "You are a living treasure."

When Fu Wen's heart warmed up, she saw a deep scar on her rolled up sleeve.

Jing Jiaren frowned, and immediately rolled up her sleeves completely. The scar was so long, and there was a Band-Aid on her elbow.

"what happened?!"

"This scar was from a long time ago. At that time, Luo Lei accidentally kicked me down the stairs, and the injury was very serious...I stayed on the bed for three months with a plaster cast. As for this injury, I was thrown away a few days ago. When I went out, I fell to the ground." She patted Jing Jiaren's shoulder reassuringly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt now."

Jing Jiaren cursed, "No, you scum, I must help you get revenge."

"Don't, Bill is in his hands, I'm afraid Bill will be abused..."

"Then we have to get the bill back first." Jing Jiaren frowned, "It's a pity that I just had an argument with that bitch, can I make a move after a few days?"

With such great power, Ximen Longting must be able to help.However, it is difficult to say whether he is willing to help.

Wen Xinnuan put down her sleeves: "Things are not that easy, let's talk about it. Don't you want a photo, can you lend me a computer, and I can send an email to my dad? You know, if you call, he will find out that I am in China. "

"Well, the computer is in the study."

"He has the habit of checking emails every night, and when he sees the emails, he will find them for you."

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry for a day or two."