The original music box was given to Mr. Ximen by Leng’s mother. It is naturally a very cherished thing for Mr. Ximen.
Servants are not even allowed to touch...
And often, when Mr. Ximen misses Leng Mu, he will pick up the box and listen to it.
Mother Jing, as a substitute, has naturally seen this box.
She didn't know the meaning of the box to Mr. Ximen. She only knew that it was Mr. Ximen's treasure.
And now, he is willing to give her the music box——
Jing's mother took the music box and listened to piano music every day, and her condition was temporarily under control.
But this is not a long-term solution after all.
As time went by, Jing’s mother could not see Mr. Ximen, and she would always be suspicious.
"Dad, are you making soup again?" Jing Jiaren often saw Jing's father in the kitchen and courtyard.
"Your mother is used to drinking this soup. She can't sleep if she doesn't drink it every night." Jing's father was very happy when he came back from Jing's mother. He asked so little, "Jiaren, I've endured a lot. Please fill up a bowl and give it to Xiaotian.
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"To him? Why?"
"You are husband and wife." Jing's father has already filled a large bowl, "There are many more, remember to drink too."
Jing Jiaren had no choice but to carry the tray upstairs.
To be honest, the two of them lived in separate rooms. Jing Jiaren had never been to Leng Lintian's room, let alone cooked soup for him.
If you think about it carefully, she has never done anything for him because she really resists him from the bottom of her heart...
The door was ajar, and Jing Jiaren was about to knock on the door when she heard voices coming from inside.
"The operation failed?" It was Leng Lintian's voice.
"The surgical potion has been tampered with..."
Jing Jiaren quietly pushed the door open.
In the luxuriously decorated bedroom, Leng Lintian was sitting on a French sofa chair with a floor-standing French table lamp standing next to him.
The warm light illuminated his extremely cold face, and the smile on his lips was completely gone.
"Have you investigated? Who did it?"
One of his subordinates knelt down on one leg and pressed his hand on the ground to report: "It should be Master Ximen's people who did it."
"It's him again." Leng Lintian's expression showed no surprise, as if Ximen had been causing trouble in many ways recently.
The soup in Jing Jiaren's hand was almost unsteady, and the ajar door was blown open by the wind, making a creaking sound.
When the bodyguard came in, he forgot to close the door——
Leng Lintian looked up and met Jing Jiaren's eyes.
Seeing this, Jing Jiaren could no longer hide. She pushed the door open with her shoulder and walked in with a tray: "My father made some soup and asked me to bring it to you..."
Leng Lintian nodded, waved his hand, and the subordinate who was kneeling on the ground immediately stood up and retreated.
Leng Lintian's serious face was replaced by a relaxed smile: "Honey, it's rare for you to bring me soup in person. I'm really flattered."
He stood up and came over personally, took the tray and placed it on the table.
"Honey, don't do this kind of rough work yourself in the future. What if you fall?" He turned around and held her hand.
Jing Jiaren retracted her hand unnaturally: "What were you talking about just now? The surgery failed. Was it the plastic surgery that failed?"
Leng Lintian frowned.
"Did Ximen Longting really do it?" Jing Jiaren shook her head, "I don't believe it."
"After returning from France, he opposed me in many ways."
"How do you know he is against you? It's not someone else?"
"Don't forget that I can check, and he didn't want to hide it." Leng Lintian picked up an empty small bowl and filled half a bowl of soup, "He came in the open."