In the hall, all the busy servants suffered, Ximen Longting smashed things in the living room!
The crystal coffee table was shattered and the expensive sofa was scratched.
Rich people like to smash things when they get angry. No matter how expensive they are, the servants are used to it.
It's just a pity that they have worked for so long and have to start over again soon.
Wilson felt his master's anger from a distance and didn't know why.
A bodyguard whispered a few words in his ear quietly.
Wilson's face froze slightly, it seemed that Ximen Longting would get even more angry next.
He glanced at Jing Jiaren hesitantly, thinking about how to tell Ximen Longting the news so that he would accept it more easily?
Jing Jiaren looked at the mess in the hall and felt happy for some reason.
These are all prepared for Ji Zihan, smash them all!
She took advantage of the chaos to grab the photos placed on the entrance table and threw them out.
Who put a photo on the entrance desk? And it’s Ji Zihan’s!
Before Ji Zihan came over, he started to build momentum to show Jing Jiaren's power.
She knew that Ji Zihan was well-educated and didn't bother to rubbish with her, so she did this to warn her who was the mistress here.
Jing Jiaren held her fingers palely, stepped over the wreckage and walked upstairs——
"stop!"
Ximen Longting sat angrily on the cracked sofa, crossing his long legs coldly.
"For your injured hand."
He held up his injured hand coldly.
Jing Jiaren looked at him indifferently: "So?"
"Ha, hahaha!" He laughed wildly several times, his smile even more terrifying than his angry look.
"You are indeed very similar in temperament. You are both cold-blooded and ungrateful." His chest felt painful. "Do you really want to leave?"
Jing Jiaren's throat was dry and she opened her lower lip: "I want to."
"How much do you want it?"
"I dream about it all the time. Every second I stay here makes me suffocate!"
Her voice hurt him.
Regardless of whether she was [Jing Jiaren] or not, her repeated escapes broke his heart.
Well, the results would come out today, so he wouldn't have to torture himself anymore.
"Wilson!" He looked at his watch coldly, "Have you done what I asked you to do?"
"Yes, Master, this was sent from the hospital."
Wilson took the appraisal form from the bodyguard's hand and quickly walked over to hand it to the owner.
One part is blood, the other part is hair...
Both documents show that Jing Jia and Jing Zhongtian have no father-daughter relationship.
Ximen Longting clutched the list for a long time with an unpredictable expression...
Although Wilson had expected this result, he was still worried about his master's mood: "Master, is there nothing wrong with letting Miss Elizabeth continue to accompany you as a substitute?"
Snap!
The appraisal was slapped hard in Wilson's face.
Ximen Longting raised his foot and kicked him on the chest. He fell back a few steps and was supported by two bodyguards.
"Since she wants to leave, fine, let her go -"
Jing Jiaren frowned. She stood far away and didn't know what Wilson was showing him.
Since it was sent from the hospital, it should be Ji Zihan's pregnancy diagnosis sheet or something like that?
She has to leave when Ji Zihan is pregnant - is it Ji Zihan's request? Or does Ximen Longting think her existence is meaningless?
Whatever it was, she should be happy that he let her go.
"What are you still standing for?" Ximen Longting looked at her gloomily, "You want me to kick you out personally?"