"The young master and Mr. Ji haven't competed for a long time, so we decided to compete... Don't worry, there are no fatal injuries. Mr. Ji was also injured."
"Discussion?"
"This is a contest between men." Ximen Longting took off his blood-stained coat, "I have wanted to beat him for a long time."
"That's it? Nothing else happened? What you said on the phone today..."
"Just asking." Ximen Longting pinched her chin, "Did it scare you?"
Jing Jiaren stared at him closely, trying to find something in his eyes.
"Is Ji Zi'ang a DEMON?"
"..."
"Have you made a deal? Don't think you can hide it from me! I've already guessed the dark clown and wolf in the photo!"
A mocking smile appeared on Ximen Longting's thin lips: "It's really not a good thing for a woman to be too smart."
Jing Jia's heart sank.
"Beautiful lady, you are so smart and it makes me so embarrassed."
He unbuttoned his buttons and found a long wound on his chest scratched by Ji Ziang's ring. It was just a flesh wound.
But a rib was broken in the chest...
"What's your deal?"
"You are so smart, you might as well think again."
"Do you promise Ji Ziang to marry Ji Zihan...or promise him to follow me..." Jing Jiaren struggled to say those two words, "break up?"
Thunder rolled in the night.
The rain is not heavy at all...
Ximen Longting stretched out his arms, leaned on the back of the extremely high sofa, and kowtowed lightly, with his long eyelashes hanging down.
"Tell me, is this the content of your deal?"
long,
Ximen Longting said quietly: "Bingxue is smart."
Although Jing Jiaren had already guessed it, she still felt uncomfortable when she heard the answer.
The whole world was falling rapidly, and she fell onto the sofa.
The doctor had already arrived with a medical kit and quickly checked Ximen Longting's body.
He opened his eyes lightly and looked at Jing Jiaren: "Are you satisfied with this result?"
"Why do you just do whatever you want without consulting me..."
"I discussed it with you."
"The idiot who asked me who fell into the river is just for discussion?" Jing Jiaren tried her best to calm down.
"SUN is still young and can't live without you, but I am an adult and can do everything well - he needs your care more than me." Ximen Longting curled his lips, "Jing Jiaren, this is not what you have always done.
What do you think the answer is?”
Always put yourself in your children’s shoes and take more care of them.
She will always regard him as the Iron Masked Superman and exclude him from her tenderness...
"You can still live a good life without me. If I hadn't imprisoned you, you and your son would be living a happy life abroad now."
Jing Jiaren's heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of steel needles.
This time it wasn't her who let go first, it was Ximen Longting who let go!
"I admit that I owed you a lot in the past, and I tried hard to make up for it..."
"That's compensation! What I want is not guilt or sympathy!" His tone was suddenly fierce.
The doctor took the tweezers and was shocked and at a loss.
"Continue." He returned to being cold and calm.
The cotton ball held by the tweezers was stained with blood, and the scars on his chest were gently wiped and disinfected.
"How come it's just guilt and sympathy... I love you."
"Being with me is always a crisis," Ximen Longting coughed hoarsely, and his nails dug into his palms painfully.