Ximen Longting said coldly: "Do you want to go to my company?"
"..."
"When your injury heals, I don't mind taking you there."
The implication is that he stayed in the villa because of her.
Once upon a time, Ximen Longting only wanted to stay where there was a beautiful woman...
He locked her up and locked himself up, isolating himself from the world.
"I don't want to." Jing Jiaren stood up and said, "I want to go back to the room and go to sleep."
Ximen Longting curled his lower lip coldly: "Do you want me to change my office location to the living room?"
"..." Jing Jiaren, "Do you have to guard me?"
Ximen Longting's defense has collapsed. Perhaps it was his longing for Jing Jiaren that caused his inner world to collapse.
In his eyes, she is [Jing Jiaren], whether she is or not, he needs the existence of [Jing Jiaren] to redeem him!
a week...
Regardless of the outcome, during this period, he will do everything he wants to do.
"Forget it, I'll rest here while you work." Jing Jiaren lowered her eyes and lay back.
While Ximen Longting was working, she would be bored and flipping through books.
It didn't take long for a servant to bring her tea, fruit or snacks...
Looking up, I saw the broad back of Ximen Longting.
His slender fingers were typing dense English on the computer.
What Jing Jiaren has been wondering is, has he been unable to do anything against Mr. Ximen for more than three years? She thought that his revenge was at least in progress, but now she can't see any movement from him.
But Jing Jiaren doesn't blame him at all...
She knew what a difficult enemy Master Ximen was, otherwise Ximen Longting would not have lived for so many years and would have been under the control of Master Ximen.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be afraid to recognize him.
Three years ago, Ximen Longting's plan was discovered by Mr. Ximen. He must have taken stricter precautions and been more wary of Ximen Longting.
Jing Jiaren read for a while, took a few bites of the cake and put it back on the plate.
When she turned the page and went to get it again, she found that the half-eaten cake was missing...
Looking up again, I found that Ximen Longting's cheeks were faintly moving.
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows. His hands and feet were really nimble. She put it on the plate and he ate it in the blink of an eye.
His back was obviously facing her, but it seemed as if there were eyes on the back of his head.
Jing Jiaren reached out to take the teacup, and his hand suddenly reached out and touched hers.
She hurriedly retracted her hand and saw him holding the tea cup she had just drank from, taking a sip without caring.
Jing Jiaren squinted her eyes and was instantly moved by this tender scene.
Once upon a time, she had also imagined such a scene...
Why are simple little happiness so precious and extravagant to them?
I don't know how long it took, but Jing Jiaren's nose twitched and she yawned.
A deep male voice came: "Tired?"
Jing Jiaren was not used to Ximen Longting's gentleness.
"Sit over here."
Jing Jiaren saw his cold face and motioned for her to sit in his arms.
"What's up?"
"Don't make me say it a second time." His voice was unmistakable, "otherwise I will ask for it."
Jing Jiaren hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked over, sitting on his lap - her once exclusive place.
Call it her selfishness, she is reluctant to break the current warmth, reluctant to reject him and make him unhappy...
Ximen Longting held her shoulders and asked, "What game do you want to play?"