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

Father Jing was the first to react, and he immediately yelled a few times to ask someone to help.

It's a pity that none of these men dared to offend Ximen Longting, and all of them hesitated to step forward.

Finally a young man rushed up...

He just got close to Ximen Longting, tentatively tugged his arm, and was punched to the ground with nosebleeds.

Jing Jiaren took advantage of this time to stand up from the chair and put Sun on the ground.

"Where are you going!?"

Ximen Longting clenched his fists tightly, stood in front of Jing Jiaren, and put one hand on her shoulder: "What's wrong with me? Tell me, no matter what I do, why don't you want me!?"

His harsh questioning pierced through the lobby...

Jing Jiaren almost shed tears, she really regretted the past to Ximen Longting.

But then they were so happy, she thought he had forgotten.He always has a pimple in his heart, can't he let it go?

"Ximen Longting, I didn't want you, we...are we together now?"

"How am I inferior to him?" Ximen Longting took a step closer.

"You're fine..."

"I will kill him," Ximen Longting yelled out each word with tears of blood, "Anyone who dares to snatch you away from me, I will send him to hell!"

All the guests were speechless, and the whole space was eerily quiet, and no one dared to say a word.

Ximen Longting's brutal bloodthirsty made anyone believe that if they made a sound, he would brutally snap their necks...

Ximen Longting approached step by step, Jing Jiaren stepped back, her waist tightened suddenly, and Ximen Longting clasped her arms tightly again.

His fingers stroked her lips.

When he just kissed her, he bit her hard, and a little blood stained her lips.

Ximen Longting frowned, reeking of alcohol, even at this moment, he was still nervous about her and cared for her.

He lowered his head again, different from the last time's intensity, he licked~lick very gently.Like a male lion gently licking the wound of a little white rabbit.

The bloody and brutal beauty of the picture...

Jing Jiaren's eyes were hot, and she reached out to pick up Ximen Longting's face: "Ximen Longting, I love you."

In a word, Ximen Longting's tall body tensed tightly.

"How much I love you, don't you know?"

Like a curse that has been lifted, Ximen Longting's erect pupils are slowly dissipating...

The hostility on his body also gradually subsided.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were filled with tears, and she lightly lit up: "Don't worry, I won't leave you, I belong to you."

She would not be able to say such nasty words even in private, let alone in front of so many guests...

But now, she was completely out of control, and said it out of feeling.

Ximen Longting didn't seem to believe her, he pushed her away suddenly, and covered his screaming head with one hand.

"Ximen Longting, are you okay?" Jing Jiaren was a little anxious, and turned to the servant, "I asked you to prepare the hangover soup, bring it quickly."

It must hurt your stomach to drink so much...

If he had known that Ximen Longting would get so drunk, Jing Jiaren would have stopped him early on.

Jing Jiaren called a few bodyguards who were guarding the door to help the young master.

When the fierce situation just happened, these bodyguards would just stand there, like a decoration.

No one dares to step forward rashly when the young master is showing off his power, isn't that courting death?

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