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

Jing Jiaren took a deep look at Leng Lintian, and then at Ximen Longting.

He is here to die today.

Is it because he has always been arrogant and conceited, only Wu Wu is the only one, thinking that his tanks and cannons can defeat Leng Lintian, that's why he appeared so majesticly?

Or, he knew that he might be defeated, but he didn't want her to marry Leng Lintian, so he put all his eggs in one basket?

Jing Jiaren really wanted to believe the latter, but the wound on her arm, every knife he cut on her heart in Love Street...

She shouldn't become such a forgetful woman, and don't give Ximen Longting another chance to hurt her.

No matter why he appeared here, it didn't matter to her anymore.

She will never love him again!

Holding the pistol in hand, Jing Jiaren approached Ximen Longting step by step.

He squinted his red pupils slightly, turned over and wanted to get out of the tank, but he was powerless.

He wanted to hug her, tell her how much he missed her, how painful he was tormented by missing her during her absence.

However, Jing Jiaren's cold face froze his heart.

The gun in her hand was a great irony to him.

She finally walked up to him and stood under the tank, looking up at him.

Ximen Longting stared at her coldly: "Are you really going to kill me?"

"You said that only by killing you can you end your entanglement with me." Jing Jiaren's eyes were also as cold as ice, "I said that if I see you again, it will be your death!"

"..."

"You came to die yourself."

Jing Jiaren's business is also hard and cold, without mercy.

Ximen Longting wanted to find a trace of reluctance on her face, but was there?Is she pretending too well, or is she really so ruthless.

The lingering scene of the two of them in the past flashed in his mind.

Now, it is like walking on eggshells.

"Beauty, are you really going to kill me?" He asked again in a hoarse and weak voice.

"Yeah, I'm going to kill you, devil, don't pester me like this again. Your existence is my greatest misfortune!"

Jing Jiaren raised her hand with difficulty.

But the gun seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and her hands were full of sweat, slipping as if she couldn't hold it.

It took Jing Jiaren a lot of effort to point the gun at him, her arms were shaking.

Ximen Longting smiled weakly: "Don't be brave, you are trembling."

"I'm trembling because I've grown up so much that I haven't even killed a chicken."

"..."

"Now you want me to kill someone, I'm really scared."

Jing Jiaren's complexion was ugly, she couldn't hold back any longer, her forehead was covered with sweat.

She thought she could easily shoot him...

Why is it such a pain to just pull a wrench? !

She really wanted to turn around and aim the gun at Leng Lintian.Why should she be involved in their grievances?Why use her to hurt Ximen Longting?

No matter what he did to himself, he was at least someone she had loved.

Let her raise her pistol to her former lover...

This is probably the nightmare she has condemned all her life.

But at this moment, she has no better choice.

"You don't even want to kill a chicken, but you want to kill me? Beauty, I want to see your heart... What is it made of..." Ximen Longting stood up with his strength, his arms resting on the handle, not letting himself Slip into the tank.

He is like an eagle falling from the sky to the ground...

Staring at her weakly, he wanted to see how she fired this shot?If he dies in her hands, he accepts his fate.