Where is Wen Xinnuan now, how is Bill, and whether she and Sun can leave after Ximen Longting gets married.
Leng Lintian sat down on the hanging chair next to him: "It's the first time I see you, I feel like I'm sitting on pins and needles."
Jing Jiaren glared at him fiercely. Even if she acted calmly now, he could still see through her at a glance.
"Leng Lintian, please find someone to go over and see if Ximen Longting is in the room now."
"Here." He stared at her, "I've already asked someone to take a look."
Jing Jiaren was a little surprised, should he be so prepared?
"Why, you can't help but look for him after not seeing him for a day?"
Jing Jiaren stuffed the book into his arms: "I'm going to get something."
"If you have to pick something up in person, it's more convenient for me to ask someone to go there."
"You know!" Jing Jiaren walked into the living room and saw Sun playing with remote control tanks and cannons. For this reason, Leng Lintian set up a large runway specifically for him...
This is Leng Lintian’s masterpiece, right? Children are so easy to coax!
"Sun, stop playing and come with me to your dad's place."
Sun asked strangely: "Before he left, he said not to look for him again, and he wouldn't see you if he looked for you?"
Jing Jiaren frowned: "Who said I went to find him? We were looking for something!"
What left Jing Jiaren speechless was that she led Sun out of the villa and saw a car parked by the gate.
Leng Lintian leaned against the door calmly: "Pregnant women, please don't go too far."
Jing Jiaren is in a complicated mood, Leng Lintian, thank you.
Watching the sports car leave the trail, roses swayed in the wind on both sides of the trail.
Leng Lintian squinted his eyes, and the tenderness in his eyes became indifferent...
Her heart didn't even focus on him.
…
Wilson opened the door and saw Jing Jiaren holding Sun standing at the door. He was slightly surprised: "Miss Jing, why are you here?"
Ximen Longting was sitting on the edge of the bed, flipping through the information book. Hearing this, his hands became slightly stiff.
Jing Jiaren pushed Wilson aside unceremoniously and squeezed in.
"What are you doing here?" Ximen Longting glanced at her coldly, his voice as cold as ice, "Kick her out."
"Stop being so sentimental, I'm not here to find you."
"..."
"I'm looking for something, son, looking for it!"
Sun nodded and started to run to the cabinet and pull the cabinet.
Jing Jiaren also pretended to be looking around, and Wilson said doubtfully: "What are you looking for? Haven't the young master and your clothes and supplies been sent over?"
"You have nothing to do with what I'm looking for." Jing Jiaren said coldly, "Hey, so-and-so, please give way, you're in my way."
Ximen Longting: "..."
Jing Jiaren forced himself in front of him, pulled his sleeves, and asked him to get up.
As soon as he drove Ximen Longting away, he started rummaging around in his place. The documents were also messed up and fell everywhere on the floor.
Wilson hurried over to pick up the information: "Miss Jing, what are you looking for, can I help you?"
"No need, no trouble!" Jing Jiaren glared at Ximen Longting coldly, then walked straight towards him, "You're blocking my way, get out of the way."
"..." Ximen Longting, "Don't make trouble unreasonably."
The road was so wide that she could go around it at will. It was obvious that she was coming towards him.
Jing Jiaren put her hands on her waist, with the most pregnant expression on her face: "Then do you want to let me go or not?"
Ximen Longting stepped aside and heard Jing Jiaren ask: "Wilson, have you had lunch?"