"If I don't find Master Ximen, I won't get married, right?"
"Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything." Jing Jiaren stroked the gilded subtitles on the book, "I don't want to block your happiness because of my affairs, my heart is warm, I just hope you have a good life."
"Your business is my business...of course I have to help you."
"No need, I already have enough on my shoulders." Jing Jiaren shook her head, "Just pretend that I just got hot-headed."
"Why, do you still think of me as a friend!?"
"Help me prepare. I plan to go to France."
"What are you going to do in France?" Wen Xinnuan was anxious.
"It's not enough to wait like this. I'm going to find Mr. Ximen. The only one who can find Ximen Longting now is him!" Jing Jiaren's eyes stern. Every day of delay is delaying Ximen Longting's condition.
She was afraid that he would indulge his body and not eat well again, and she was afraid that he would drink too much...
"But you are a pregnant woman. Pregnant women cannot fly...are you not afraid that something will happen to your child?"
"I'll ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine, or make a ship, and I'll find a way."
Back in the bedroom, Jing Jiaren picked up the scarf she had already tied, took a photo of it with a camera, and posted it to her personal homepage online.
Where Ximen Longting once apologized, she also apologized...
There are photos of her cooking, knitting sweaters, ironing clothes, looking up cancer information...
She didn't know why, but she always felt that Ximen Longting would log on to this website to take a look.
So she turned her guilt into action, taking photos and uploading them.
I don’t know if he really didn’t see it, or if he did, he wouldn’t forgive her!
Today, Jing Jiaren posted the last photo>>
[Long Ting, if your heart has been broken into pieces by me...I will step on it with my bare feet and hurt you together. From now on, I will never leave you.]
Jing Jiaren stared blankly at the computer screen for a while, then stood up and started packing her things.
…
Jijia Villa.
Ji Ziang listened to the gunshots coming from the training ground, picked his ears, and closed his cell phone.
"Ximen, it seems that your condition is not good and your shooting rate is very poor."
Ximen Longting, who should always hit the rake, performed abnormally today.
Or maybe he was tired and stood in the wind firing his pistol for several hours.
"Don't you want to know who called me just now?" Ji Ziang sat on his chair, "It was about Miss Jing."
Ximen Longting dropped the empty gun and picked up another one.
"She's leaving for France."
Ximen Longting's movements paused, and a chill of ice and snow appeared in his eyes.
"She also encouraged my fiancée. If I don't find you for a day, my fiancée will not marry for a day." Ji Ziang played with a pistol and said, "Are you throwing a problem at me this time?"
Ximen Longting turned around.
He did not leave China. He discovered that Jing Jiaren had installed software on his mobile phone. He immediately changed the mobile phone to his subordinates and asked him to fly out of China with the mobile phone.
Create a false impression for Jing Jiaren...
He thought Jing Jiaren would be happy to know that he was gone.
But in fact, it was just the opposite. Jing Jiaren inquired about his whereabouts every day, and everything he did for him was seen through Ji Ziang.
"You can't even handle the simplest feelings. I don't trust you to leave my sister to you." Ji Ziang narrowed his eyes, "I want to reconsider your wedding."
Ximen Longting smiled sternly: "Are you qualified to consider it?"