"Besides, the Queen also thinks you should be beaten!"
Son, how do I know you are talking about beating dad?
Ximen Longting pointed at SUN with his index finger, and his face turned black with anger.
If it weren't for his cub, he would have been thrown out of the window long ago.
"Okay, don't be like a child."
Ximen Longting breathed fire at Jing Jiaren: "You will protect everyone except me!"
"..."
"Who am I? I am your man?!"
Jing Jiaren took a breath: "Yes, I know... Are you sure you want to do this in front of other men? Show your stinginess?"
Ximen Longting: "..."
"French vinegar bucket." SUN said quietly.
puff!
Jing Jiaren almost spit. Ximen Longting’s vinegar bucket is imported!?
"Who are you?" Ximen Longting looked frustrated, "French vinegar bucket!?"
“A mix of Chinese and French.”
"..."
Knocking, the door was knocked by a servant: "Can you come in? Dinner is ready."
Jing Jiaren nodded quickly: "Come in."
The servant opened the door, and what came next was Leng Aofeng, who was wearing an apron and had a delicious dinner on the tray in his hand.
Ximen Longting's expression turned even worse: "Why haven't you told him to get out yet!?"
Wilson: "Master, it was you who said to hold him captive and lock him up."
"Why aren't you locked up!?"
"His speed is too fast, we can't catch him at all..." Wilson sighed.
Ximen Longting's face was stiff, as if he wanted to tear down the house.
Jing Jiaren didn't know what to say. It was the first time that Leng Lintian and Leng Aofeng had confronted each other, and there was also Ximen Longting.
This situation is rare in a century.
"Is there no way to open the handcuffs?" Jing Jiaren asked. With Ximen Longting's personality, he couldn't endure it for more than a few minutes.
"No, Miss Jing," Wilson replied, "We have asked the most professional inspectors to check, and there are micro bombs placed in the handcuffs... If the key is not inserted into the keyhole, the alarm will be triggered and the bomb will be detonated.
"
Jing Jiaren glanced at Leng Lintian quickly - he did it on purpose.
Ximen Longting said with a hint of hatred: "Have you seen his true face clearly?"
Jing Jiaren's heart was full of mixed feelings and she didn't know what to say.
"He designed these handcuffs just for you!"
"Leng Lintian, is that true?" Jing Jiaren asked.
Leng Lintian's dark eyelashes were half down, covering the cold light in his eyes.
He admired the two people's overlapping hands, so close: "Yes."
Ximen Longting sneered: "You heard it, are you willing?"
Leng Lintian added unhurriedly: "Only in this way can I be closest to you... and no one can separate us."
FUC~K! Saying love words in front of him again!
If Ximen Longting hadn't given the gun to Wilson to stop him from impulsively, Leng Lintian would be dead now.
Trying his best to suppress his anger: "Where is the key?"
Leng Lintian smiled brightly: "No."
Even if there is one, it is impossible to take it out, otherwise the handcuffs will lose their meaning.
Ximen Longting sneered: "Chop his hands off."
Jing Jiaren immediately objected: "No!"
"Jing Jiaren——"
"Since there are handcuffs, there must be a key... that can be opened. If something can be solved properly, why do we have to use the most cruel and bloody method?"
Leng Lintian has already lost one hand and one eye. He can't lose another hand, no matter what he says!