"When you are pregnant with a child, you will receive a more valuable gift."
Jing Jiaren picked up the box and waved it in her hand, then pushed it back to Ximen Longting: "Then, I'll give it to you."
"..."
"This is your tip for serving me for two nights."
"..."
Ximen Longting's male authority was most directly provoked, and he suddenly grabbed her chin: "Woman, you seem to be too complacent?"
"Do you feel insulted?" Jing Jiaren stared at him with clear eyes, "I just used the way you insulted me, and I just returned it to you."
This woman...
"You think having money means you are great?"
The two looked at each other face to face.
Ximen Longting's eyes were so cold that it made people scared, and Jing Jiaren's aura was no weaker than his!
It is said that one thing will bring another thing down. Before this, Young Master Ximen had never met anyone who dared to be so presumptuous towards him.
"I'm curious about what your family does."
"A humble citizen cannot compare to your wealthy family."
He didn't believe it. If she had such a background, how dare she be so powerful?
Rich family...
Jing Jiaren sneered in her heart. In this life, she will never marry a wealthy family, let alone get involved with anyone related to a wealthy family!
She is just an ordinary woman and cannot afford the power of these high-ranking officials——
At this moment, a man's face appeared in front of his eyes.
His strong arms held her in his arms, his eyes were like obsidian, and he stared at her deeply: [Beauty, my heart is yours, and you are the only one I love in this life.]
She clearly remembered the way he stared at her and the scorching warmth of his chest holding her.
When he said he loved her, he said it with iron-blooded truth and vowed...
In the church, he personally promised not to marry anyone but her, and that if he fell in love with another woman, he would go to hell.
But in the blink of an eye, he held the hand of another woman and got engaged. His explanation to her was that he had no choice but to do so because of family pressure.
Jing Jiaren's heart felt twitching and painful.
If he hadn't concealed his background as a wealthy young man, she wouldn't have fallen in love with him at all.
He had to provoke her, squeeze into her world, make her trust him, give up his heart, but in the end he crushed her severely.
It's enough to be hurt once.
Jing Jiaren's heart suddenly hurt, as if being stabbed back and forth with a sharp knife.
Her body was trembling a little, and even her breathing was trembling...
Ximen Longting frowned, looked at her pale face, and reached out to explore her, but she overreacted and opened her hand: "Don't touch me!"
"What did you think of?" he said jokingly, "It seems to be something very unhappy."
"It's none of your business."
"Is this excitement related to feelings?" He stared at her coldly, "Is it a man?"
One word becomes a prophecy.
Jing Jiaren reacted even more fiercely and looked up at him: "It has nothing to do with you, you just need to take care of yourself."
Ximen Longting's pupils shrank and he was instantly unhappy.
He has a mental disorder, and any woman who can climb into his bed must not only be a virgin, but also be emotionally blank.
Who says men are all born with possessiveness?
And Ximen Longting’s identity has the ability to carry out his possessiveness!
"Whether it has anything to do with me, you will know later." He pinched her chin, "But I will make you forget about him soon."
"Why?" She really didn't like his arrogant and confident tone - as if everything in the world was at his disposal.