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

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Bright lights were lit up in the luxurious club, and singing and dancing were noisy all night long.

In the early hours of the morning, the drunken Ximen Longying walked out of the club with a small Kun bag and was supported by a bodyguard.

These days, she is here to get drunk.

The black RV opened the door and was about to take her in.

She suddenly woke up slightly: "Who are you? This is not my car..."

She struggled and was about to run, but several bodyguards held her down and sent her to the RV.

"Let go of me, you lowlifes—do you know who I am?"

"Miss Ximen, I'm sorry to offend you. It's our young master who wants to see you."

"Master?"

Ximen Longying hiccupped, her eyes were covered by cloth strips, and a cloth belt was tied around her mouth to prevent her from yelling.She vaguely guessed who the person who dared to tie her up was.

After driving for more than an hour, the RV entered the villa in the mountains and forests.

Ximen Longying was caught by the bodyguards, carried into a room in the villa, and thrown to the ground.

Blindfolded, her hearing became extremely sensitive.

She heard a woman's moan and a man's gasp, and the big bed creaked and swayed because of the huge movement.

"Young Master... Young Master... Mmm..."

The fierce voice humiliated Ximen Longying.

No one has ever dared to treat her like this... The effect of alcohol in her brain has long been stimulated and woke up.

This provocative torture lasted for half an hour before it finally ended.

The lighter rang, and after lighting a cigarette, the man seemed to have time to notice Ximen Longying on the ground.

He lazily started, and the bodyguard just took off the cloth from Ximen Longying's mouth when she cursed: "Leng Lintian, you are so disgusting."

Leng Lintian exhaled a puff of smoke ring, slowly squinted his eyes and smiled and said, "Not bad, I haven't touched you for so long, you still remember me."

Ximen Longying only felt that the skin all over her body was hot.

The cloth strips over the eyes were also taken off, and she saw Leng Lintian reclined on the bed with a cigarette in his hand, and the woman in his arms was nestled in his arms with her smooth back, because the affair just now was too extreme ~ Lie, I'm so tired that I don't want to move at all.

Ximen Longying stared at Leng Lintian fiercely: "What do you want from me?"

"I invite you to have a cup of morning tea."

"The way you invited me here, I am very dissatisfied!"

"Recently, you have been drunk and dreamed, have you forgotten that your little lover is still in my hands?" Leng Lintian raised his brows, his handsome face was blurred and strange in the smoke.

He was shirtless, and the gun hole on his chest hadn't healed yet, revealing the newborn gun scar.

Of course, Ximen Longying did not forget Leng Aofeng. These days, she wanted to break her head and tried countless methods, but she couldn't get Leng Aofeng's whereabouts, let alone rescue him...

The only blame is that she has no power, and she has to rely on money to open up contacts to do some bad things.

But when she met the two lofty mountains of Ximen Longting and Leng Lintian, nothing she could do would work.

I was upset for a while, so I had to drink to relieve my worries!

"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?" Ximen Longying understood.

Leng Lintian put out the cigarette butt: "It's still the same condition, I will exchange it with Jing Jiaren."

"Jing Jiaren?"

Speaking of Jing Jiaren, Ximen Longying got angry, and this time he used the old man's hand to eradicate her, but when he got the news yesterday, the old man not only didn't believe the "evidence", but also killed the wrong person.After in-depth investigation, she naturally knew that it was Ximen Longting who put on a good show for Jing Jiaren.

Jing Jiaren, on the other hand, had already run away.