1634. Chapter 1634 There are so many similar people
Jing Jiaren was slightly startled. This dress... he probably ordered Wilson to buy it when she went in to take a shower.
Otherwise, it will not be delivered at this time.
That means that he didn't want to kill her at all, otherwise why would he buy her clothes?
Then why did he ask her to call her husband for confirmation?
Jing Jiaren glanced at Ximen Longting strangely. She could never guess what this man was thinking. It was the same three years ago, and it will be the same three years later...
Jing Jiaren took two Armani clothes out of the bag and put them aside. She needed to change into new clothes and leave now.
Carrying the bag back to the bathroom, she took out a woman's skirt...
Chanel, two CCs back to back.
There was a wry smile on her lips. She was mistaken for a surrogate child and was wearing the same brand.
It seems that even the styles of the skirts are similar, and they are also goose egg yolk...
Jing Jiaren took out her underwear and underwear, and actually bought them according to her size.
Her cup size is one size larger than [Jing Jiaren], but he didn’t buy the wrong one...
Does that mean he knows her size?
Jing Jia's heart was sour. He had played with so many women before, and he naturally knew women's bodies well.
Maybe he was so powerful that he could tell the size with just his eyes, not to mention that they had gone through many changes and his hands had covered hers.
Ximen Longting stood there coldly.
He almost thought she was Jing Jiaren...
He actually looked at her body size and straightened her body to see her height...
A cold and heartless smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he felt that he was crazy.
Jing Jiaren died three years ago, and her figure and temperament are indeed similar to [Jing Jiaren]. But the world is so big, and there are so many similar people...
A cigarette burned between his fingers.
The bathroom door opened, and Jing Jiaren walked out in a goose-yellow skirt.
Ximen Longting faced her and saw that except for her face, this woman looked similar to Jing Jiaren.
He took a deep drag on the cigarette, but suddenly choked on himself.
Jing Jiaren didn't dare to look at him, so she took out a pair of sunglasses from her bag and ran straight to the door.
Her steps were almost running.
The door opens, then slams shut—
He closed his eyes indifferently. Tomorrow he was going to see a psychiatrist to see if he was also infected with delusional disorder!
The moment Jing Jiaren closed the door, she saw Wilson and two bodyguards at the door...
In fact, Wilson and his bodyguards had been standing guard outside the opera house, waiting to be dispatched at any time.
Jing Jiaren nodded to Wilson and left.
Looking at her back, Wilson frowned, feeling that she looked a bit like Miss Jing...
Half an hour ago, Wilson suddenly received a call saying that he wanted to buy women's clothing, including underwear and underwear. He felt like it was going to rain red!
For more than three years, Ximen Longting has not touched any woman, including Ji Zihan of course.
As a subordinate, he felt very worried...
The young master is truly affectionate, but if he doesn't touch a woman in the Year of the Tiger, he is afraid that he will become ill in the long run.
Just a few days ago, the doctor said in a vague way that the young master's sperm quality is poor... Men should relax themselves properly, otherwise they will be exhausted.
The desires that have been suppressed for a long time are afraid that they will not be used in the future!
Wilson spent a long time convincing Ximen Longting to come to this high-end brothel.
I didn't expect that this step was the right one... The young master finally got his head around it and saw things through.
Wilson thought for a moment and ordered the two bodyguards: "Follow me!"