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

Just as Jing Jiaren's feet touched the ground, Ximen Longting's big wet palm grabbed her wrist.

The corner of Jing Jiaren's mouth couldn't help smiling: "What, you changed your mind? Do you want to go back with me?"

"Jing Jiaren, I don't care what mistakes you usually make...Why do you always step on my bottom line again and again?"

"..."

"You made a principled mistake this time, how can I forgive you!?"

"If there is a next time, you will never forgive me."

"What's the result? If I don't forgive you, what should I do?" Ximen Longting growled, holding her wrist tightly, "Tell me, what am I going to do to you?"

"Then... fine me to be locked up at home for a year."

Ximen Longting sat up with his upper body bare, hugged her into his arms, and said almost helplessly: "You said this, don't beg me when the time comes."

"Ah."

The two hugged for a while, when Jing Jiaren's cell phone rang, Ximen Longting reluctantly let him go.

It was a text message from Leng Lintian - [When will you be here? 】

【immediately. 】

【I'll pick you up. 】

【No, I remember the way. 】

[You don't have tokens, so you can't come in. 】

【Okay, thank you. 】Jing Jiaren thought for a while, and added another, 【Donggong Ziche has already recognized me, this time he used me as bait to lure Ximen Longting over. 】

[Then you still want to come over and cast yourself? 】

[What can I do, this is Donggong Ziche's territory, it doesn't matter where you go.Now that Ximen Longting is here, he can't let us escape easily... Star is inside, I want to take Ximen Longting to see him. 】

【I'll wait for you at the gate of Wangcheng. 】

Ximen Longting's palm suddenly slapped Jing Jiaren's buttocks: "The chat was very speculative!"

Jing Jiaren took the initiative to hand him the phone: "Then do you want to read our chat content... You jealous bucket."

"..."

"Look slowly, I'm going to take a shower." Jing Jiaren went to the bathroom and urged, "You should take a shower too, you're in a hurry..."

Ximen Longting took a quick glance, stuffed the phone into his luggage bag, and walked over to hug Jing Jiaren.

"What's the hurry? If you let him wait, he will die? Let's wash it slowly!"

"Then I'll text back and say I'll be there later—"

"No notice!"

Ximen Longting closed the bathroom door forcefully, and pulled Jing Jiaren under her hood.

Ximen Longting, a vengeful man, must have done it on purpose. He took a bath for more than an hour.

Jing Jiaren finally found a chance to come out and change clothes, packed Ximen Longting's luggage bag, and carefully put the scorpion puppet in it.

"Ximen Longting, it's been an hour and a half, are you alright?"

"no!"

"I won't wait for you any longer."

"You would rather be afraid of him waiting than waiting for me—"

Jing Jiaren took his changed clothes in, pulled a clean towel to cover his head, and rubbed it like brushing a puppy's fur: "I don't like to owe him, this time let him help take me into the underground kingdom He owes a lot to him already."

Ximen Longting hummed lukewarmly.

Like an old woman, Jing Jiaren wiped his whole body clean, picked up his shirt and was about to help him put it on, when the CEO said, "I need to go to the toilet."

Jing Jiaren's face turned blue as she clutched the towel: "You did it on purpose?!"

"I just want to go to the toilet. Do you want to wait for me, Jing Jia, you can decide—"