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

"You have a chance to make up for it."

Leng Xinqi knew what Ximen Longting meant, and wanted Jing Jiaren's whereabouts.

She didn't want to tell him in advance, if he was prepared, what would she do if the robbery succeeded?

Another piece of glass pierced in, dripping with blood, bloody and bloody...

Leng Xinqi didn't dare to hesitate any longer: "I said, I said! On December 12th, Columbia Cathedral, where they set the wedding."

Ximen Longting pinched her jawbone: "How dare you lie to me?"

"Absolutely not, please let me go..."

Ximen Longting stood up coldly, and Wilson handed over the towel.

He wiped the blood on his hands coldly: "lock her up until December 12th."

"..."

"If you lie, I will throw you directly into the pile of glass, leaving you riddled with holes."

"I really didn't lie..." Leng Xinqi burst into tears, "I want a doctor, my face...give me a doctor! Master Ximen, I beg you!"

By the 25th, her face was rotten.

Ximen Longting snorted coldly, strode towards the door, and the bodyguard opened the door for him.

Wilson followed closely: "Master, the face is the most precious thing in a woman, you are indirectly killing Miss Leng."

Ximen Longting slightly raised his eyebrows: "She shouldn't die?"

"You have to consider the master..."

Ximen Longting's heart was full of fire, if he hadn't considered the old man - he would have killed this woman.

Trying to suppress the anger: "Give her a doctor."

If she dared to lie to him, she would be killed without mercy on December 12th.

"Cough cough..."

"Master, you should take stomach medicine."

Ximen Longting coughed in a low voice, his face was really haggard. It can be said that it was the most haggard time Wilson had seen his master in the years he had been with him.

RV, headed for the Columbia Cathedral at the fastest speed.

Here, indeed, the setting was being made, and, according to the priest, there was indeed a wedding feast on December 12th.

Ximen Longting sat far away in the hidden car and did not show his face.

Naturally, he didn't want to startle the scene, let Leng Lintian's people recognize him, and change the time and place of the wedding.

Heart, pulsating rapidly in the chest.

He was very excited to learn about Jing Jiaren's news, but also felt terrible pain because she really wanted to marry another man.

Beauty, how dare you treat me so unkindly...

[Beauty, beauty. 】

[Jing Jiaren! 】

As if a voice from hell was calling for Jing Jiaren, a pair of invisible hands touched her skin, her soft peaks, and her pink lips.

Invisible lips kissed hers, stirring wantonly and boldly in her mouth.

Jing Jiaren was forced to open her mouth, allowing him to kiss deeply and lightly, with his usual exclusive scent.

The rough feeling rubbed against the softness of her chest, but she couldn't see Ximen Longting.

Only the touch of his big palm traveled on the skin of her whole body.

【Miss me? 】

【…】

[I miss you all the time... Unless I die, my body and mind are yours for the rest of my life, so you can't get rid of them!There is only one way to kill my love, to stop my heart from beating.My life is yours, do you hear me clearly?The only way to end my love for you, only you can do it...]

……

Jing Jiaren suddenly opened her eyes, and there was nothing in front of her eyes, only the curtains of the wide open window were blown up by the wind.

Bill, tear-stained, snuggled up to her and fell asleep.