After all, he was a bodyguard, and his reflexes and sensitivity were very strong. Xiaoyi saw a black figure squatting on the other side of the table, and also saw a pair of feet.
"You dare to enter the young master's study privately and eavesdrop on me? Do you want to live?"
Tsubasa pulled out a pistol from his long boots.
Jing Jiaren immediately stood up and came from behind the desk.
"Is it you?"
"It took me a long time to cross the river and burn the bridge before I saved your young master, but in the blink of an eye you are going to kill me." Jing Jiaren smiled coldly, "You promised at the beginning that you would let me go as long as you saved him from waking up."
Xiaoyi raised one lip and smiled arrogantly: "That was what I thought before, but now I have changed my mind."
"My body has been poisoned and I will die sooner or later. Don't you want to keep me and make me suffer more?"
Xiaoyi narrowed his cold eyes.
This was her original plan, but Leng Lintian's dependence on Jing Jiaren after waking up made her feel a great sense of crisis.
The young master is awake now and only recognizes Jing Jiaren. If the young master regains his common sense and mobility in the future and helps Jing Jiaren get the antidote, everything will be in vain.
In order to prevent long nights and many dreams, Xiaoyi wants to kill Jing Jiaren now.
"Master Leng has already seen me, and I died suddenly in the blink of an eye. What do you think will happen if he investigates me in the future?"
Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment, then laughed coldly and said, "You did remind me."
"..."
"Then let's fake a show of you committing suicide."
Xiaoyi put away his pistol and shrugged needlessly: "Anyway, you played "Black Sunday" in order to wake up the young master. Even if you didn't die on the keys... But it is said that anyone who listens to this piece of music will feel depressed and distorted.
, all heading towards destruction.”
Jing Jiaren didn't expect Xiaoyi's thoughts to be so vicious.
"Your precious son is in my hands. If you don't cooperate with me, I will cut off his fingers one by one like a carrot."
"...Don't touch my son!"
"Every time you resist me, I will cut off one of your fingers."
Xiaoyi's leisurely tone seemed to be talking about the weather: "In case some people don't shed tears without seeing the coffin."
Jing Jiaren clutched her pen tightly: "You can do whatever you want, and I will fully cooperate, but you can't touch my son."
"Then I want to see how you behave... Don't try to ask for help from the young master. He can't even speak right now, so he can't help you." Xiaoyi said in a determined tone, "On the contrary, it is your son who will do it because of you.
Every rash move results in injury.”
As she spoke, she made a pair of scissor hands, click——
Jing Jiaren's face was as white as snow and she almost couldn't stand still.
"At that time, even if I let him live, it will cause a terrible psychological shadow on him. Like the young master, he will never be able to get out of this life." Xiaoyi laughed a few times, and the laughter was almost sad. She was also venting her anger.
Yu SUN? How could she bear to treat a child like this!
This woman's love has been withheld for more than 20 years, and in the more than three years of waiting for Leng Lintian, it has changed little by little.
Hatred and jealousy filled her chest, making her crazy.
"Your love is crazy."
"I like crazy! I have never betrayed the young master!" she said proudly.
"You are dealing with me now without telling him. This is a kind of betrayal."
"Shut up!"
Jing Jiaren had no other choice: "I will perform this suicide scene as you wish."
Xiaoyi applauded: "I can't wait to see your performance."