Vic gave a standard Western salute: "Next, I ask Mr. Ji and Young Master to cooperate with me."
Ji Ziang glanced sideways at Ximen Longting, his smiling eyes seeming to say——
Master Ximen is indeed not easy to deal with.
Ximen Longting lowered his gaze and turned the ring in his hand.
There are not many people that Mr. Ximen is willing to trust. This time he dispatched his personal Vic, which shows that he is extremely wary of Ximen Longting...
…
A few days later, the sun was shining brightly, and I was in a coffee shop with an elegant atmosphere.
The girls were wearing black formal dresses and playing violins in a corner of the restaurant...
Jing Jiaren was sipping coffee and listening to the sound of the violin, as if she had gone back to the time when she had dinner with Ximen Longting.
The corners of her mouth curled up into a smile unconsciously, and she looked at the glass candle cup in front of her.
It seems like there is a handsome man's face reflected in the glass...
The red pupils stared at her and called her - [Beauty.]
The sound of chairs scraping the ground: "Mrs. Leng?"
Jing Jiaren suddenly came back to her senses and looked up to see Ji Zihan sitting across from her.
"What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?"
Only then did Jing Jiaren realize that she had fallen into memories again. Her energy had always been like this recently. She couldn't concentrate and was distracted by everything...
When taking a bath, she would think of herself and Ximen Longting soaking in the bathtub together.
When eating, she would think of Ximen Longting's elegant movements while eating and drinking soup...
Even if she was brushing her teeth, she would suddenly stare blankly in the mirror, as if a man was hugging her from behind.
"I'm really sorry, Miss Ji is so busy, but I asked you to take time out to meet me." Jing Jiaren smiled calmly, "I have something to do with you."
Ji Zihan put down her bag and smiled calmly: "It doesn't matter, they are busy with the wedding, so I don't need to worry about it."
Jing Jiaren had a notebook in her hand.
She pushed it over and said: "I have learned something about gastric cancer. This notebook contains my thoughts and experiences. I think it will be useful to you..."
If a servant was given to Ximen Longting, he would never take it seriously and throw it away.
To Ji Zihan, if she is sincere to Ximen Longting, she will care for and supervise him on her behalf.
Ji Zihan was puzzled: "Stomach cancer?"
"Well, they are all for relieving the condition. I wrote them in a very easy-to-understand way. It should be easier to understand than what's in the book."
"Miss, your coffee." The waiter put down the cappuccino.
"Mrs. Leng, I don't understand, why are you giving me this?"
"He has always had stomach problems, and now it has turned into stomach cancer."
Ji Zihan's hand shook, and the coffee cup she had just picked up shook, and the coffee spilled out. She almost lost her grip, and the whole cup of coffee was about to be poured...
"He has been refusing to receive treatment for gastric cancer. In fact, he is only in the middle and late stages. He still has a chance to be successfully cured." Jing Jiaren said with a look of regret, "If time continues to delay and it becomes late stage, we can only wait to die."
! He doesn’t listen to anything. You are his fiancée. Maybe he will listen to what you say? "
Ji Zihan's face looked very bad and he was a little restless.
Jing Jiaren continued: "If even you can't persuade him, then supervise his diet and make sure he doesn't drink anymore, so as to extend his life span."
"..."
"This notebook will tell you how to do it, Miss Ji. I'm sorry to bother you."