2002. Chapter 2002 There is no suspense at all
Jing Jiaren wiped the corners of her eyes, thinking she wouldn't care, but her heart hurt when she thought of that scene.
The tears seemed to be connected, and she couldn't stop them at all.
I was crying all the way.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
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Beach House...
Wilson led a large group of bodyguards, all using flashlights to search on the top of the mountain outside the wall.
It was too dark, the ground was covered with snow, and the steep slopes were slippery...
Four helicopters were sent to shine overhead searchlights.
Wilson lamented, knowing that as soon as Miss Jing left, the young master would have someone send the girl away——
What's more important is that the gift box will be picked up!
As expected.
There is no suspense at all.
Young Master, you don’t always bring something new with your tricks...
If you know you have to find it, don't lose it so far.
Just do it casually and throw it in the trash can...
If this gift is never recovered, the young master will also be sad.
He was obviously expecting Jing Jiaren to come to him every day, but when she did come, he said cold words and drove her away with guns and sticks.
Sometimes Wilson couldn't understand the young master's thinking and why people in love could be so crazy and irrational.
Fortunately, the lineup I was looking for was large enough and the box was large and eye-catching, so it didn't take long to find it.
Ximen Longting sat on the bar and tore it apart coldly. All the buttons fell off, and the wild night shirt opened up his strong figure.
I took out the wine from the wine cabinet and poured it violently into the bottle, spilling most of it.
A big bite penetrated his chest and abdomen, and the wine glass crashed onto the marble table.
Another full cup...
The servants stayed away from this plague god and no one dared to disturb him.
Wilson quickly came back with someone: "Master, we found it."
Ximen Longting's indifferent back: "Open."
"..."
"I told you to open it!" There was another sound of wine glasses being slapped on the table, a fierce collision, and the pungent smell of wine.
Wilson quickly pulled away the ribbon and opened the lid of the box. Inside was a sleeveless men's vest.
Although Jing Jiaren worked in a hurry, she knitted it with her heart. The vest was well woven and the pattern was unique.
"Master, this is a hand-woven men's vest."
"..."
"Miss Jing's hands are very skillful and she knits very well...but there is a strange smell. Can I take it to be washed?"
Ximen Longting stretched out his hand coldly.
The soft sweater smells like wind oil——
He didn't mind and put on the vest casually.
"Master, you are wearing it backwards."
The shirt underneath was unbuttoned, and he just put on the woolen vest in a mess, making him look embarrassed and messy.
At this moment, a piece of paper fell quietly from the box to the ground.
Wilson picked it up: "There seems to be another letter here."
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The driver looked at Jing Jiaren in the rearview mirror, hesitated to speak, and finally gave her a tissue.
Jing Jiaren took it awkwardly: "Thank you, please stop on the side of the road. I want to get some air."
If you go back like this, what will SUN think?
Her eyes were swollen from crying...
He knew that she came to see the old man. If the old man made her cry, SUN would never forgive Ximen Longting for the rest of his life.
She couldn't let the bad relationship between father and son, let alone her own sadness, ruin SUN's Christmas!
The driver looked around and saw that there were busy streets nearby: "Should I take you home?"
"No, I want to take a walk..."
This chapter has been completed!