162. Chapter 162 Miss Jing, come over and have a meal
The bully came out of the shower, loosely dressed in a white bathrobe, and his hair was messy and dripping with water.
His expression was colder and silent than usual, and his red pupils looked particularly sharp.
As soon as Jing Jiaren saw him coming out, she immediately picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows, his face darkened, and he became even more displeased!
Wilson immediately understood his master's thoughts and walked over to turn off the TV.
"Ms. Jing, the TV is making too much noise."
This damn man is clearly so narrow-minded that he only allows him to treat her like air and does not allow her to be out of his eyes!
Jing Jiaren also had a bad temper. She had to stand up and go over to turn on the TV.
"If you find it too noisy, I can turn down the volume on the TV so it won't disturb you."
She lowered the volume to 0.
Wilson glanced at Ximen Longting, who stood in front of the TV with his tall body, covering the entire screen.
Jing Jiaren: "..."
Ximen Longting sat leisurely on the dining table and chairs and opened the lid.
The delicious aroma of the food soon filled the room...
Jing Jiaren was hungry, but she ignored it and took out her mobile phone to browse the web page.
Anyway, she can do whatever she wants, and her attention will definitely not be on him.
Ximen Longting's eyes darkened, and his fork made a harsh sound as he cut on the plate.
Wilson had no choice but to act as a mediator: "Miss Jing, come over and have a meal."
"Thank you, I'm not hungry."
"Don't play with your cell phone in the room," he came over and suddenly took Jing Jiaren's cell phone away. "It would be bad if the radiation irritates our young master's skin."
What a bad reason!
He is so far away, can the radiation irritate him?!
"Don't worry, your young master is very thick-skinned!"
Ximen Longting seemed not to have heard anything, and the corners of his mouth curled up coldly.
Is he playing a cold war with her? Jing Jiaren's lips turned sarcastic, so funny!
"Miss Jing, please come to dinner." Wilson's tone became tough.
"What if I don't go?"
Wilson winked, and two followers came over, preparing to take Jing Jiaren to the left and the right -
She stood up first: "I'm sorry, I want to go to the toilet first."
Wilson stood in front of her: "Miss Jing, please don't be presumptuous."
"Why am I so presumptuous?"
"No one is allowed to go to the toilet while our young master is eating."
"It really suits his domineering and selfish style!"
The two attendants forced Jing Jiaren to the dining table, pressed her shoulders and forced her to sit on a chair.
Facing Ximen Longting's dark and cold face, Jing Jiaren still had no face at all no matter how hungry she was.
Especially when she thought about the humiliation she suffered in the afternoon, she became even more angry!
The meat on the plate seemed to be Ximen Longting's face. He was cutting it back and forth with the knife, cutting it into eight large pieces, but not a single piece was eaten.
Ximen Longting's eyes were cold, but his mood was obviously much better, not as full of resentment as when he first came back.
Seeing that she vented her anger on the food, he ignored her and ate his portion of food leisurely, wiped his mouth, got up and sat on the sofa.
Wilson picked up the laptop, put it in front of him, and plugged it in.
Jing Jiaren thought she could be freed. Just as she was about to stand up, her shoulders were pushed back again.
"Miss Jing, you haven't finished your food yet."
"..."
Forget it, as long as you don't share the same table with that bastard——