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

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As Donggong Ziche expected, after imprisoning Gong Zihua and cutting off the chance to get close to him, the harem Zihua will change completely.

As a puppet, he collided with himself in the room and had no choice but to lock him up.

He refused to eat, and the nutrition needle was ripped off by him again and again.

In the end, it had to be changed to a five-flower tie, and the hands and feet were all tied up to the point where you couldn't move a finger.

This kind of Gong Zihua can't hurt himself, and he can't hurt others, but he will feel very uncomfortable.

Moreover, the nutritional injections can only maintain his physical strength for a short time... If the supply is not available for a long time, he will be skinny and skinny until he dies.

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The oversized oil painting in front of the fireplace is the silhouette of Jing Jiaren standing gracefully in the garden.

Composite petals clustered layer upon layer, rendered oil painting...

Jing Jiaren was holding the bouquet in one hand, her white dress was elegantly dragging the floor, blown up by the light wind.

The slender arms are like white swans, and the lace gloves stretch out the curve of the shoulders and arms.

The man stood under the oil painting, staring at it intently, looking extremely engrossed.

There are dark shadows in the long and narrow eyes.

The servants who came and went couldn't help but look at it, that was the legendary young master Leng... The taboo of evil charm, the faint purple lips, lingering a mysterious aura.

Leng Lintian was wearing a knee-length black leather windbreaker, with a stand-up collar surrounded by metal ornaments, a lion brooch hanging from a baroque chain winding down, and the metal hand was wearing a single glove as always.

He stood still, like a three-dimensional painting.

Like an evil man transformed from a black dragon in a dark space, he is so handsome that people tremble.

Ximen Boss walked upstairs, seeing this scene, his eyes could not help but tighten.

In his territory, any man who dares to look at Jing Jiaren twice more, if he fantasizes, don't want eyes on the spot.

Especially this man is still Leng Lintian, the man he taboos the most!

Wilson was in a nervous mood, for fear that the young master's temper could not be controlled: "Master, the enemy is at hand, we must not fight each other."

The strange thing is that the corner of Ximen Longting's mouth curled up in surprise, and he was not angry: "Mr. Leng is a distinguished guest I invited over, how could I neglect him?"

Wilson was surprised—

The young master's biggest shortcoming is that he is upright, has clear disgust, and refuses to hide his emotions.

The hated person told him to be polite, but there was nothing he could do.

This is why he will never be able to make friends, too egotistical.

Jing Jiaren has said it many times, and he answered with confidence: I have a bad temper and drove away many people, but those who stay are the most genuine people.

In his world, as long as Jing Jiaren is left behind.

But in fact... If it wasn't for his relentless pursuit, the young mistress would have run away [-] times already? !

"It looks good?" Ximen Longting's mocking voice sounded in Leng Lintian's ear, "I like it so much, do you mind giving you a pair?"

Leng Lintian withdrew his thoughts, glanced at him faintly, and walked straight towards the sofa area.

For his arrogance, Ximen Longting was not angry either, he walked over with a sneer, and sat opposite the French sofa: "Tea tea."

Wilson quickly responded, unbelievable, unbelievable...

"Ask me for something?" Leng Lintian folded his long legs and asked in a firm tone.

Ximen Longting's red eyes flashed deeply: "It's a request." It's not a request!

"I reject?"

"Bullets serve."

"Let's see if Mr. Ximen is capable of hurting me."