Jing Jiaren felt angry when she heard the other party's domineering voice.
It was him who forced the Jing family to be like this: "Please tell your young master that he will never wait for that day until his death!"
After saying that, Jing Jiaren cut the cord.
Wilson closed the phone and heard the owner's deep and gloomy voice: "Are you finished?"
"……yes."
"How to say?"
"Miss Jing said she would never regret it. She also said..."
Ximen Longting's expression changed drastically, and he smacked the goblet hard on the guardrail.
He said in a cold voice: "What else can you say?"
Wilson coughed: "I didn't say anything... However, I think Miss Jing is trying to show off her strength. Her voice sounds very tired. I think she is close to collapse and will regret it soon."
Ximen Longting stared at him with a sinister gaze: "Soon, when will it be?"
Wilson: "Just these few days?"
The first day——
Ximen Longting lay on the luxurious three-person bed, enjoying the most considerate massage service. His mobile phone was placed on the bedside, and the volume was turned to the maximum so that he would not miss every call.
the next day--
Ximen Longting was riding a horse at a private horse farm and hunting in the forest. He was absent-minded and had a bad temper. He always made perfect mistakes, but he made frequent mistakes for the first time and caught very few prey. His cell phone never rang.
The third day——
Ximen Longting attended a banquet of high society.
In the castle, there is a live boxing match on the first floor, a luxurious buffet table on the second floor, socializing with ladies on the third floor, an auction of the most gorgeous dancers on the fourth floor, and a sky garden on the top floor.
Ximen Longting was drinking alone in the garden and was very drunk.
His blood-red eyes looked more and more like a werewolf about to transform as it got darker, with an aggressive aura emitting from his whole body.
It was finally completely dark!
The Jing family hired a car to send all their luggage to the countryside before dark.
Jing Huatian took out the check of 60 million and deposited it into his own account. Of course, he had to keep his promise and was ready to leave.
Jing Jiaren saw them off, went to the hospital to see her parents, and returned to the hotel alone.
She booked a flight for 6 o'clock tomorrow morning and only waited until tonight before she could leave.
Curling up on the big bed, she always felt panicked and uneasy, afraid that something would happen...
The pointer on the wall showed the time as 9 p.m., and there were still nine full hours before departure.
She plans to leave an hour early, and there are still 8 hours left.
Why was she so panicked... She was so afraid that she wouldn't be able to escape, that the devil would come back to kill her temporarily.
Suddenly the cell phone rang.
Jing Jiaren saw that it was the caller, and her bad premonition was confirmed.
She ignored her and her phone kept ringing, which made her even more upset.
Grabbing the phone: "Hello?!"
The coldness on the other end came clearly along the phone line.
Jing Jiaren stiffened her back in alarm: "Is it you? What do you want to do!"
"You regret it." Sure enough, it was Ximen Longting's voice. This devil!
"I don't."
"You regret it." His voice was a little strange, and it sounded like he had drank a lot.
"Crazy, I said I have no regrets!"
"Jing Jiaren," he said in a cold voice, "I will give you one last chance to regret."
"Otherwise? What other dirty tricks do you have, feel free to use them again. I'm sleepy and not in the mood to chat with you anymore."
She hung up the phone, and within a few dozen seconds, her phone rang annoyingly again. She simply turned it off and stuffed it under her pillow.