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

After sending the email, Jing Jiaren's heart began to sink again. She longed for the truth and was afraid of seeing the truth.

Opening the closet, she leaned against the door and said, "Miss, please, just choose the clothes you like and go take a shower."

Wen Xinnuan smiled: "The design of your villa is really warm."

Jing Jia's heart ached again.

"It can be seen that a lot of thought has been put into the layout... and the street we passed is quite beautiful, is it newly built? This time when I returned to China, I found that City B has changed a lot."

Jing Jiaren squeezed her fingers.It was as if two minds were fighting inside of her.

For a while, he thought of Ximen Longting's kindness to her, and for a while, he thought of those unbearable memories.

Jing Jiaren pinched her arm hard. The wound she had cut in the afternoon hadn't healed yet, and the pain made her remember her position.

Is a man who can't even afford a marriage worth her memory?

Do women have to love so cheaply?

Moreover, Wen Xinnuan is not the portrayal of her future.Now Ximen Longting has not conquered her yet, when she falls in love with him and dedicates herself to him, maybe her life will be worse than Wen Xinnuan.

Jing Jiaren picked up the photo frame and hung it on the wall, when she suddenly heard crying from the bathroom.

"(English) Bill, don't be afraid, mom won't want you, huh..." [I have stayed in Colombia for several years, but I haven't learned Spanish yet. 】

"Did that bad aunt bully you again? Did Bill tell Dad?"

"He's not at home? Then when Dad comes home, can you ask him to call Mom? "

"No, mom won't want you...Mom is now...at a friend's house..."

"Mom will be back soon... Bill be good..."

Jing Jiaren couldn't bear to witness the mournful weeping.Jing Jiaren sat outside with a blank mind, listening to Wen Xinnuan crying mournfully for more than half an hour.

Unable to listen any longer, he picked up the phone and pressed Ximen Longting's cell phone number.

Her personality would never bow to him at such a time.But for warmth...

After it rang for a long time, Ximen Longting didn't answer the phone.

Jing Jiaren hung up the phone mercilessly, and knocked hard on the door: "Wen Xinnuan, open the door for me! What's the matter hiding and crying in secret, let's solve any problems together, open the door!"

"..."

"Don't think I don't know you're crying if you don't make a sound, and I'll kick you if you don't open the door!"

"..."

Jing Jiaren was about to knock on the door when it opened.

She snatched Wen Xinnuan's mobile phone immediately: "You have the number at home, so you must have that bitch's mobile phone number, don't you?"

Wen Xinnuan's eyes were swollen: "Yes..."

"Why don't you call him? The child has been bullied like this, and you are still cowardly! Wait until the next life when that bitch takes the initiative to call you?"

Wen Xin warmly said: "I never dare to call him...he won't answer."

"You haven't called, how do you know he won't answer? Call."

"Maybe he's busy..."

"Do you want to call? If not, I'll call for you." Jing Jiaren transferred to the phone book, and there were not many phone numbers at all. The first one was 【honey】.

"A worthless woman." Jing Jiaren scolded and pressed the dial button.

Wen Xinnuan said at a loss: "This number is from China. He will know it's me when he sees a call from China. He won't answer it!"

Sure enough, the phone rang for a while and no one answered.