Jing Jiaren took several steps back and bumped into a clown throwing an apple behind her.
She suddenly realized that it was a mistake for her to appear here!
Ximen Longting gets along so happily with Leng Jiaren... Why does she have to go through so much trouble to get her back?
She might as well have died there, since he wouldn't have found her anyway.
Jing Jiaren glanced at Ximen Long Ting coldly, then turned and left.
That look cut through Ximen Longting's heart like a knife...
He could almost immediately conclude that it was her.
Pushing Leng Jiaren away from his arms, Ximen Longting ran towards Jing Jiaren before he could think more.
Jing Jiaren's feet were very painful. She was already lame, and after falling from the hillside, her whole body was sore.
He didn't know how much effort it took for her to walk in front of him?
Every step is cruel suffering!
Ximen Longting climbed over the railing and pushed away everyone who was blocking his way.
He was already very energetic, and people along the way were knocked around by him...
Afraid of walking too slowly, afraid that she would run away, afraid that this was just his imagination.
"Jing Jiaren, how dare you run!"
Jing Jiaren's steps paused slightly, and tears suddenly fell from her eyes.
Was he calling her? Did he recognize her?
ha……
Or maybe her ears heard it wrong.
Why was he chasing after him? He was going to hug his Leng Jiaren and kiss her!
Jing Jiaren quickly wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and was still about to run forward, but a pair of hands suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms——
She fell into his arms, and his scent hit her directly, familiar to her.
Jing Jiaren once missed this taste and shed many tears, but now she hates it and wants to drive him away.
"Jing Jiaren!" He lifted her chin with his hand and looked directly into hers with a pair of red eyes, "Are you Jing Jiaren?!"
Jing Jiaren's eyes were red, and she met his eyes with tears.
"no."
"..."
"Sir, you have recognized the wrong person... let go!"
Her hand twitched hard, and his heart ached as if it was being strangled by a knife, and his eyes were frighteningly red: "You are! How could I admit my mistake! You are my Jing Jiaren!"
"Please wear your glasses when you go out. I am Jing Jiaren, so who was the one you held in your arms just now?" Jing Jiaren raised her lips sarcastically, with tears in her eyes, but she raised her chin proudly and looked at him.
Who was the person who looked exactly like her in his arms just now?
Damn, how does he know who that is!?
"Sir, please let go!" Jing Jiaren took advantage of his daze and pulled her hand back.
When she never came back, when she didn't see anything...
She despised herself for being so cowardly and quitting right away. But let her and Leng Jiaren share the same husband?
Sorry, she can't do it!
"Jiaren, please stop playing tricks on me... If you're not Jing Jiaren, then who are you?" Ximen Longting anxiously pressed her back as she struggled away, "What the hell is going on, tell me!?
"
She kept saying that it was Leng Jiaren—related to Leng Lintian—who was responsible for it?!
He knew that it was not Leng Jiaren, but he had tried every method to prove it!
Shi~t! He said why she suddenly changed her temper, it was different everywhere! It turned out that she was not the same at all!
"I am not Jing Jiaren!" Jing Jiaren struggled angrily, "If you don't let go, don't force me to hit you."
"Then you hit me." Ximen Long Tingying's face turned down angrily, "You hit me."