"You are so fierce. No man except me can bear your temper."
Jing Jiaren said in her heart: He was the one who forced her to be cruel. She was not like this when she was with Shang Yanxuan.
Everyone has many sides, and her worst side was shown to Ximen Longting...
"What, you're not convinced?" Ximen Longting grabbed her stubborn little chin.
"You think I have a bad temper because you can't see the good in me."
"Really?"
"However, you will never have this chance."
Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "What do you mean by good?"
Jing Jiaren kept silent. She was stupid. After telling him, he would definitely force her to do the same.
It's a pity that it's too late. Ximen Longting is now in a gloomy mood and is obviously unhappy. She has many good sides, but she hides them from him. Damn it, how many women spend all their efforts to show the best side to him.
Thinking about it carefully, all he sees now are her shortcomings——
Bad temper, fierce, impatient, can't cook, loves to show off...
But even Jing Jiaren, who has no merits, will be deeply attracted to him. So if he discovers her advantages bit by bit, will there be more surprises?
"Can you draw?"
"Won't."
"What musical instruments do you play?"
"Neither."
"Then what are your advantages?"
"None of them."
Asking Jing Jiaren was in vain. He raised his eyebrows and said, "It doesn't matter. If you don't tell me, I can investigate your resume."
Just as he was full of wine and food, Ximen Longting sat on the sofa and called his entourage to investigate Jing Jiaren’s file——
"But you reminded me, so that we can understand each other better." Even if Ximen Longting was sitting on the sofa, in such a spacious position, he would hold her on his body, as if she were a pet cat, teasing her from time to time.
Fan.
Sitting in her arms, the tall Jing Jiaren indeed looked slender and petite.
They chatted for nearly an hour, which was nothing more than meaningless bickering.
Wilson knocked on the door.
Several bodyguards walked in, holding stacks of hard-covered books in their hands, clattering them on the coffee table.
"What's this?"
"Master's family history," Wilson replied.
"What's the meaning?"
Ximen Longting took a copy and weighed it in his hand: "To put it simply, if you want to understand me, you must first understand my life background and the environment in which I grew up..."
Such a thick book, there are at least 10 copies!
"After reading all of this, I believe you will understand me better." Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You're boring." Who wants to read these crappy books, and she doesn't want to get to know him.
"These are out-of-print books. Once they are destroyed, they will no longer exist." Wilson replied, "There are many secrets recorded in the books, which are not accessible to outsiders."
Jing Jiaren took it over and took a look at it in confusion: "A collection of out-of-print books?"
"Copy of."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
"Ahem... One hour is too tight, so we had to ask the French side to call in the information and make a temporary copy."
Jing Jiaren was furious. Just because of Ximen Longting's whim, she printed 10 books in one hour!
It's so tiring to be his subordinate!
Could it be that the call was from France...
Jing Jiaren opened it, and sure enough, there were dense French words: "I'm sorry, I can't understand it."
"Don't worry, you can always translate it into Chinese."
"No need to bother, I don't want to see it at all!"