At first glance, this background wall was carefully designed by Leng Lintian...
Jing Jiaren hopes everything will return to the way it was.
Fortunately, the glass was only cracked and could be replaced without any impact.
Jing Jiaren returned to the room. She had only changed her clothes since the car accident, and she smelled of blood.
Ximen Longting didn't come, and she couldn't get away for a while. She locked the door and went into the bathroom to clean...
Fragments of the car accident flashed through my mind from time to time.
In her impression, although Jing Meilin is unruly, she is also a person who is very afraid of death.
Even if his hand was cut by a fruit knife, he would be extremely nervous. How could he die with her?
She must figure this out.
Picking up the telephone extension hanging on the wall of the bathtub, Jing Jiaren called Jing's father and asked her for Jing Tianhua's contact number.
On the phone, it was inevitable that Ximen Longting would be taught a lesson by Jing’s father...
Jing Jiaren didn't have a pen, so she used lipstick to write down Jing Huatian's number on the glass.
Just as I was about to call, I heard a sound outside the bathroom.
Jing Jiaren frowned and turned off the faucet. Sure enough, she heard the sound of drawers being opened outside.
How come, she just locked the outside door upside down...
Jing Jiaren rinsed off quickly and found that when she came in, she didn't bring any underwear or pajamas.
"Ximen Longting, are you outside?"
She asked tentatively, leaning against the bathroom door.
"Um."
"How did you get in!" Jing Jiaren's expression changed, "You can get in even if I lock the door upside down?"
"The door opened by the servant."
In order to take care of Jing Jiaren conveniently, her two personal servants have keys to the room and can enter and exit the room at any time.
Jing Jiaren took a deep breath: "What are you looking for again? Randomly going through other people's drawers. Don't you know it's rude?"
Ximen Longting closed the drawer: "Watch."
"..."
"Where did you put it?"
Jing Jiaren put it under the pillow. Sometimes when she couldn't sleep at night, she would take it out and listen to it.
But if you tell Ximen Longting...
She bit her lower lip: "I don't know where it was thrown. Get out and leave my room."
"Don't forget, you asked me to come."
Suddenly, Ximen Longting paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, and lifted the big pillow on the bed.
The watch of the same series as his was lying quietly.
He picked it up, looked at the time, and then looked at the second hand on his wrist. The second hand all moved at the same pace.
Jing Jiaren suddenly heard the sound of the door opening and closing. He left?
"Ximen Longting, are you leaving?"
There is no sound.
She wrapped herself in a bath towel, listened to the noise in the room for a while, and then opened the door.
Ximen Longting was standing at the door of the bathroom. He walked without making a sound!
Jing Jiaren's hair was dripping with water and she looked at him in shock: "You..."
"I found it," he said, holding the watch in his hand. "Guess where I found it?"
Jing Jiaren was about to close the bathroom door when her arm was grabbed. Ximen Longting threw her hand up and tried to help her put on the watch.
The band-aid on her hand just came off while taking a shower, and the wound on her wrist was exposed.
Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "What is this?"
Jing Jiaren suddenly retracted her hand and covered it with her palm: "Please pay attention to whose house this is. Don't act like a guest and touch other people's personal belongings!"
Ximen Longting grabbed her hand again and growled in a low voice: "I ask you what is this?"