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

Gong Zihua turned around, his eyes were bloodshot: "It's so noisy, where did I fall?"

"Aren't you depraved after living like this? Are you going to hide with me for the rest of your life?" Jing Jiaren looked him up and down—"You're almost rotten, a stink!"

Don't Virgos love cleanliness the most, do they have jealous cleanliness?

Quietly, Gong Zihua has not showered for a few days now, and she is sloppy, and the oil on her hair can be used for cooking.

Those red blood stains were still stained on his clothes, which were tattered, as if he had really been beaten.

"It was you who said you were going to take me out of the underground kingdom—it wasn't you, Jing Jia, I would have escaped from this damn place long ago!" Gong Zihua sat up abruptly, grabbed a remote control and pressed it with his real name.

The curtains of the remote control hula opened, then hula closed, and then hula opened...

Like a stubborn child, Gong Zihua flicked the remote control desperately.

Jing Jiaren sat down on the sofa beside him: "If I can escape, of course I will take you with me, but the problem now is..."

Crack, a desk lamp lights up, goes out, and comes on again.

Jing Jiaren snatched the remote control and threw it on the coffee table: "You hid with me until you planned to escape?"

"You dislike me?" Gong Zihua picked up a plate of grapes and stuffed them into his mouth desperately.

"No, if you want to stay, just stay—" Jing Jiaren said softly, "Are you trying to hide from Donggong Ziche?"

That's right, once Gong Zihua leaves the hall, Dong Gongziche will send someone to pick him up.

Gong Zihua shouted angrily: "I warn you, don't mention that bitch!"

At this time, Wilson knocked on the door and came in from the outside: "Miss Jing, our hall is surrounded by serious illness."

"Donggong Ziche is here?" Jing Jiaren raised his eyebrows. For so many days, Dong Gongziche has ignored Gong Zihua, not even a phone call, which is ruthless enough.

Even Jing Jiaren suspected that Donggong Ziche really didn't have any affection for Gong Zihua...

"Yes," Wilson nodded. "The young master has already gone to the hall to deal with it. He asked me to come and inform you."

Gong Zihua's cheeks were tensed, and her back was terribly stiff: "Let him roll——!!!!!!!"

"The young master also said that the purpose of the other party's coming this time is probably because of Mr. Donggong. The plan is as usual. Let's put some makeup on him and tie him up."

Jing Jiaren said incredulously, "Is this useful? It will be discovered soon."

Donggong Ziche has come...

It just so happened that Gong Zihua didn't change her clothes, she didn't even need to put on her makeup, so she just tied it up.Whether it works or not, it's better to try than to do nothing.

"Wilson, go find a hemp rope."

"I've already brought..." Wilson showed a circle of hemp rope from behind.

……

The Roman columns on both sides of the bow-shaped French windows are wrapped around two big demons, the bone wings are stretched out, and red cores are spit out, and black snakes are hovering at the base.The thick black and purple curtains hang down, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a pool with some black lotus in the water.Secret panic.

The two men stood there with their backs to the main hall, not knowing what to say.

"Mr. Donggong will go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing," Jing Jiaren suppressed the unease in her heart, and said coldly, "The labor force has brought so many soldiers to surround us, isn't it just for a ride?"

The two men turned around at the same time, Ximen Longting was domineering and cold, and Dong Gongzi was completely evil.