The smile at the corner of Leng Lintian's mouth suddenly disappeared, and a hint of evil flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he returned to his smile: "I heard about it, and I also accepted the invitation to your wedding."

"..."

"Otherwise, why do you think I would show up?"

Jing Jiaren looked away. She no longer cared whether she wanted to invite Leng Lintian or not.

In short, her current mood is very firm, and no one can interfere between her and Ximen Longting.

Everything she owed to Leng Lintian has been paid off!

"Leng Lintian, you will get hurt every time you come near me. Don't blame me for not warning you."

"You mind if I get hurt?"

"I don't mind. Even if you die, it has nothing to do with me. I'm leaving. Goodbye."

Jing Jiaren did not choose to pass by him, but walked into the sea of ​​flowers.

There are wide roads everywhere in the huge sea of ​​flowers, how can Leng Lintian stop her?!

Jing Jiaren held the skirt, and the skirt swept the petals.

Rose flowers are also called thorn roses. The long flower paths are full of sharp barbs.

Jing Jiaren's skirt brushed against the flower thorns and was caught hard.

She pulled hard, and the hem of her skirt fell down along with the petals...

Leng Lintian's face turned cold and he held her arm: "Stupid woman, do you want your legs to be stabbed until they are bloody and bloody?!"

"I would rather walk a thorny road than have anything to do with you anymore."

"..."

"Leng Lintian, I beg you not to stop me again!"

Leng Lintian stood in front of her against the light, squinting his eyes hard, and a secret pain flashed through his eyes: "Beauty, even if I don't stop you, you will come back to me willingly."

Jing Jiaren's shoulders trembled: "What do you mean?"

"Do you think your wedding will go smoothly?" He raised his lower lip, "Do you think the old man will let you go?"

Jing Jiaren pursed her lower lip: "You don't have to worry about whether it goes well or not!"

She had known that Mr. Ximen would not let them go so easily...

Once Ximen Longting hands over the imperial seal and loses power, it will mean a greater disaster is coming.

But do they have any choice? If they don't hand over the imperial seal voluntarily, their whole family will be under house arrest. Master Ximen has many ways to force them...

But now, in exchange for a wedding, they only make a profit but not a loss.

"Your business is my business, why don't I worry about it?"

"Leng Lintian, you and I have never had anything to do with each other." Jing Jiaren walked forward forcefully, and the rose thorns penetrated her skirt and pricked her calf.

The pain that felt like a needle prick made her immediately frown.

The skirt was so thin that it actually tore the entire skirt apart.

Jing Jiaren grabbed her skirt awkwardly, and a man's coat fell on her shoulders.

"Okay, I won't stop you." Leng Lintian seemed to admit defeat, "Even if you leave today, you will come back soon."

"..."

"Beauty, I will wait for you to come home in this house."

He used two words, go home.

And her tone was full of determination, as if Jing Jiaren would definitely come back and choose him.

Could it be that he and Mr. Ximen have some shameless dealings?

Otherwise, how could he be picked up at 13 Oaks...

Jing Jiaren became more and more confused.

"It seems there is no need for me to be the flower protector," Leng Lintian suddenly smiled meaningfully, "He is really haunting."

Follow his gaze——
Chapter completed!