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

Jing Jiaren took a breath, took Ximen Longting's hand, and was about to take off the remaining earring——

Only to find that there was blood on his thumb.

Jing Jiaren was startled when she saw that his thumb had cut a big hole, and there was still broken glass stained with blood on the ground.

These glasses belong to the goblet that broke!

Jing Jiaren didn't expect that, in order to prevent her from using his fingerprints, Ximen Longting forced the glass into his thumb...

"You—" Jing Jiaren's eyes widened, and she looked at him in disbelief.

Ximen Longting's red eyes were dark, with a bloodthirsty frenzy.

The pupils were like two bottomless whirlpools, trying to suck her in.

Jing Jia's heart ached, his blood dripped on her palm...

He had just scratched so hard that his entire finger was covered in blood, and the wound was wide open.

Jing Jiaren bit her lip: "If I had known, I should have given you a few more shots!"

Wen Xinnuan pulled the suitcase far away from Ximen Longting, and had already reached the door: "Lady, are you okay?"

Jing Jiaren lowered her eyes. Fortunately, the rest is a bug. They just need to pay attention to what they say.When she reached her destination, she tried to find a way to pick it off.

Jing Jiaren got up.

At that moment, Ximen Longting moved his fingers, as if he wanted to grab her hand.

But the only strength he had was exhausted by him...

His hands clenched into nothingness, holding only the cold air.

Jing Jiaren stood up without any hesitation, washed off the blood on her hands, and changed into her nightgown...

No matter where she moves, his eyes will see where she is. The fiery eyes make her wish to cover his eyes too.

Before leaving, she picked up her coat and gave Ximen Longting one last look——

"I'm leaving, you do it yourself!"

"..."

After closing the door, Jing Jiaren knocked down the lock with the master key.In order to avoid bumping into Wilson, Jing Jiaren took Wen Xinnuan to the terrace of the master bedroom, where there was a long staircase leading to the front yard.

There were several bodyguards guarding the gate, and Jing Jiaren cleared her throat and said loudly on purpose: "Xinnuan, once you leave, we don't know when we will meet again."

Wen Xinnuan: "...?"

"I have to see you off on such a late plane."

Only then did Wen Xinnuan react: "It's too much trouble for you."

"It's not troublesome at all - when will you come back to China to play again?"

Of course, these words were for the bodyguards.

They were naturally puzzled, why didn't Jing Jiaren send her friend to the airport so late and ask the driver to pick her up.However, this is not a matter for subordinates to intervene, after all, Ximen Longting has already ordered the cancellation of the surveillance of Jing Jiaren.

Everything went smoothly until we left Xiangai Street.

Jing Jiaren's heart was in turmoil, and she was always in a state of panic, fearing that someone would catch up to her.

I caught a taxi on the side of the road, and the driver came down to help put the luggage in the trunk. Jing Jiaren looked back for a while.

It wasn't until I got into the car that I finally felt relieved.

Wen Xinnuan had never been so excited before, and laughed loudly: "Lady, we escaped! You are so amazing!"

"Don't be too happy." Jing Jiaren was still uneasy, "Master, the airport, the sooner the better, I will pay you double the price."

The taxi left like an arrow in the dark night.

The ground of City B was slippery after the rain, and the reflection of the street lamps on the stagnant water was like Ximen Longting's fiery red pupils, staring at her to leave...