If that was a provocation, could Jing Meixue's matter also be a provocation out of thin air?
Jing Jiaren began to think on the bright side.
Jing Huatian was pushed into a guest room, and the door was locked. They said that rescue work was going on inside, and Jing Jiaren was not allowed to enter.
Even if she goes in now, she won't be able to help much.
"Ximen Longting, I want to talk to you."
"explain."
"A place where there are just the two of us..."
"Are you trying to openly provoke my fiancée?" Ximen Longting turned his face and stared at her deeply.
"I really have something important to do."
Ximen Longting opened the room next door and Jing Jiaren walked in. When she saw the tall man, he walked in and closed the door.
He naturally picked up her hair and twirled it with his fingertips: "What are you doing here?"
"..."
"Why, you can't stand thinking about me? You can't help but come to me?!"
He leaned down slightly and looked at her closely, with no discernible emotion or anger on his face.
"Is Jing Meixue dead?" Jing Jiaren got straight to the point, "She was my scapegoat and was killed by Mr. Ximen?"
Ximen Longting's face changed drastically.
Jing Jiaren looked at him in surprise: "She is really dead!?"
Ximen Longting’s reflection——
"Did Jing Huatian tell you?" Ximen Longting asked angrily, "Did he ask you to come?"
Jing Jiaren's mind went blank.
"I know that no living person has a strict mouth!"
Jing Jiaren opened and closed her mouth twice. She already believed him. She thought this was all the woman's instigation.
But at this time, Ximen Longting admitted it easily.
"A living person can't be strict with his words, so you want to kill my uncle now?" Jing Jiaren frowned and took two steps back, "I was trying to convince myself that he accidentally fell down the mountain..."
"..."
"But, he was carrying such a heavy thing on his back and using a cane. You and Wilson stood on the top of the mountain and watched. You obviously have a car and you can obviously help him..." Jing Jiaren shook her head, "I'm so stupid, aren't I?
It's such an obvious thing, and I'm still making excuses for you."
"..."
"Jing Meilin died because of me - and then she deserved it. What about Jing Meixue? How innocent was she? But she was indirectly killed by me." Jing Jiaren looked at him with extremely unfamiliar eyes, "And now,
You want to try to kill uncle again."
Ximen Longting smiled, with extreme cruelty in his smile: "I didn't kill him, he chose to die on his own!"
Jing Jiaren raised her hand angrily——
Naturally, the slap did not fall, and he caught his wrist severely.
"A man who is a bad gambler, how useful is his life? For more than three years, he has asked me for money again and again!" Ximen Longting looked at her closely, "I just asked him to take a multiple-choice question. Does he like money?
I will let him like it as much as he wants! I will give him whatever money he wants, provided he can carry it down the mountain..."
Jing Jiaren opened her eyes wide. She could finally explain why Jing Huatian was carrying such heavy things down the mountain. And where Jing Huatian's accident happened, there were so many bloody banknotes...
"Aren't you very rich? How can that little money cost you enough to kill someone?"
"Jing Jiaren, I'm not doing this for your sake. Do you think I want to indulge him again and again!?" Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes. Does he care about money?
He just looks down on such a muddled gambler!
"This is not connivance. Giving him money is harming him... You don't have to give it!"