Ji Ziang saw Wen Xinnuan disappear from the window with his own eyes, and his cold eyes darkened.
The pale shadow ran along the long corridor, her heart was beating...
It's Jing Jiaren. Did she read that right? It's Jing Jiaren!
Wen Xinnuan suddenly heard a crashing sound.
The glass window at the end of the corridor was shattered by a heavy object...
I could vaguely see the huge thing outside the window - a helicopter turning its propellers, and a slender figure suddenly crossed the cracked window and jumped from the plane into the house.
Ji Ziang took off his pilot's helmet and threw it coldly to the ground.
Wen Xinnuan was stunned, she didn't expect that he would suddenly appear like this...
The servants behind him caught up and were slightly surprised when they saw Ji Zi'ang: "Young Master."
Ji Ziang's sharp eyes stared at the porcelain that Wen Xinnuan pressed against his neck...
There was a cut on the snow-white neck, and red blood flowed out.
He narrowed his eyes and approached full of anger.
"You, don't come over..."
"Otherwise, do you dare to die?" He seemed to be sure that she would not die, and the tall figure forced himself in front of her.
Wen Xinnuan's wrist was grabbed, and she swung towards Ji Zi'ang——
Just out of defensiveness.
hiss.
Ji Ziang frowned slightly, feeling a sharp pain in his palms. The black leather gloves were scratched and blood flowed out.
Wen Xinnuan was so frightened that she let go of her hand and the porcelain piece fell to the ground.
She took the opportunity to run away from Ji Ziang and rushed downstairs.
Ji Ziang pinched his wrist: "Stop chasing!"
Wen Xinnuan couldn't run away from Ji's house at all. Chasing her would only frighten her, lest she fall downstairs again and go straight to the west.
Jing Jiaren followed Ximen Longting and was introduced into the living room by the servant.
So just standing in the atrium, I heard an anxious sound coming downstairs.
Wen Xinnuan rushed down barefoot, like a gust of wind, and before everyone could react, she threw herself on Jing Jiaren.
The whole body almost lost its balance.
Fortunately, Ximen Longting's hand stopped Jing Jiaren's waist to prevent the two women from falling to the ground.
"Beauty, save me..."
Jing Jiaren's heart trembled and her eyes suddenly became hot.
"Don't get excited...let me go first..."
To be honest, she really felt uncomfortable seeing Wen Xinnuan rushing down and throwing herself into her arms like this.
It seems that Wen Xinnuan is not doing well!
She should have come earlier, she didn't expect...
Ji Ziang walked downstairs and saw the strange scene of Wen Xinnuan hugging a servant tightly.
Bright red blood dripped from his hands.
Ji Ziang walked downstairs unhurriedly, with a hint of solemnity on his delicate face.
In terms of appearance alone, he is really extremely handsome.
When he reached the last step, he put on a gentle smile and his slightly narrowed eyes flashed: "Simon, you are here."
Ximen Longting had one hand in his sleeve, his handsome face expressionless: "Is your fiancée having a mental problem?"
"She has been stimulated recently."
"I think it's quite exciting."
Two servants came over to pull Wen Xinnuan away. She hugged Jing Jiaren tightly and refused to let go.
Ji Ziang came over personally and stroked Wen Xinnuan's hair with his uninjured hand: "You scared the guests."