"Then what else do you want from me?" Jing Jiaren laughed softly, "You were beaten six times, I can give you back."
"..."
"Or, you can give me some other punishment?"
Ximen Longting turned around slowly, his face looking extremely beautiful in the night: "Hitting you will only dirty my hands."
Jing Jiaren's heart ached. She had never begged anyone so humbly.
And now, she begged her: "As long as you are willing to help my mother, treat me as if I owe you my life. I will do whatever you want me to do."
"I can do whatever I want you to do?" Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, "Then you will be my slave for the rest of your life to repay my kindness."
Jing Jiaren was silent for a moment.
"It can't be done, right?"
"..."
"What qualifications do you have for bargaining chips?"
"I can promise you and then go back on my word, but I don't want to lie to you again if I can't do it!"
Ximen sneered: "I have value, you think of me immediately. If I have no use value, I will be kicked away like a ball."
I'm not... Jing Jiaren clenched her hands tightly and said nothing.
"Mrs. Leng, you'd better keep your eyes open and see clearly what kind of man you are trying to play with."
Him, Ximen Longting.
The most authoritative leader in Asia was reduced to a toy in her hands.
Jing Jiaren's eyes dimmed, and she felt that her behavior was too shameful...
She had already injured Ximen Longting like this, and she still appeared in front of him to provoke him and take advantage of him.
"You're right, I really shouldn't bother you anymore." Jing Jiaren looked away, "It doesn't matter to you whether my mother is dead or alive. You really have no reason to help me."
"..."
"I'm sorry." I said this to him every day and every night.
Jing Jiaren was slightly excited, but she tried hard to suppress her emotions.
"Ximen Longting, I'm sorry for everything."
Ximen Longting's eyes were dark.
The tall figures stood silently, seeming to be exploring the truth of her words.
"Even if we are not suitable, you are the best. I believe you will be very happy in the future."
Jing Jiaren's calm voice was drowned in the thunder.
After standing on the terrace for a long time, some of the rainwater splashed on her face and shoulders, making it cold.
Exhausted both physically and mentally, she turned around and went into the house.
A demonic and arrogant voice came: "Are you giving up now?"
"..."
"Just now you looked like you were sacrificing yourself for your family. I thought you were really willing to sacrifice for your family," Ximen Longting said sarcastically, "It turns out you are still a selfish ghost."
Yes, in the eyes of others, Jing Jiaren is always selfish.
If she was selfish, she would have lived happily for herself...
But she couldn't do it.
"Come to my room."
After saying these words with unclear meaning, Ximen Longting had already entered first.
Jing Jiaren was slightly surprised. When she was desperate, had things turned around again?
Jing Jiaren walked back to the room with a blank mind, and Jing's mother lay weakly on the bed...
There are still cuts on her wrists from the attack in the Leng family villa.
Jing Jiaren, you are really shameful...
You know clearly that Ximen Longting's feelings for you haven't gone away yet, so you use the last bit of his feelings to save Jing's mother.
You know that Ximen Longting is much easier to persuade than Mr. Ximen, and now, you have achieved your goal.
Why does my heart ache so painfully?
Jing Jiaren's eyes were red, because from the beginning to the end, her life was no better than Ximen Longting's.