"No, just eat your fruit." Jing Jiaren picked up a heart-shaped apple with a fork and put it in his mouth.
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows like an old man and said while chewing: "Don't be ignorant of your blessings."
"Can't you shut up even an apple? Here's a piece of watermelon..."
"..."
Jing Jiaren stuffed Ximen Longting's mouth piece by piece, looking at him being filled with anger and unable to show off...the corner of his mouth curled up.
He was very possessive, but he couldn't do anything with her.
She has plenty of "means" to deal with him.
Leng Lintian stood up suddenly: "I can't bear it anymore. If you want to show your affection, it's best to find a place where no one is around."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
"It's very nerve-wracking for you to be so affectionate so casually."
He spoke in a frivolous tone, but the figure behind him as he turned and left showed a look of loneliness.
At this moment, Wilson came over: "Master, I just called from the other side and said that I tried your method, but Mr. Ji just bit him to death and didn't say anything."
"You're bitten to death—don't tell me?" Ximen Longting stood up coldly, "I'll go and see it myself."
Jing Jiaren grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Don't go too far."
"I am measured."
His fruit-scented lips pressed a mark on her forehead.
"I'll be back soon and let the servant stew the tonic. Remember to drink it later."
"Um."
Seeing Ximen Longting striding away with Wilson, Jing Jiaren looked at Leng Lintian who was still not far away: "Young Master Leng, are you leaving now?"
Leng Lintian paused in his steps.
"If it's convenient, talk to me."
Leng Lintian turned his head slightly and looked at her, with one hand in his trouser pocket and an unpredictable expression on his face.
Jing Jiaren stood up and walked over: "Since you started the conversation, let's finish it. Is there any way to get Ji Zi'ang to speak?"
"Are you asking for my help?" he asked confirmingly.
"Well, do you want to help?"
"As long as you need it, anytime—"
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips: "Leng Lintian, thank you."
"Don't thank me so quickly. I promised to help you, but you have to do something for me?" Leng Lintian's eyes sparkled, "You are still uneasy because you have been indebted to me? Why don't you do something for me?"
"what do you want to do?"
"My hair feels itchy... Why don't you wash it for me?"
"..." Jing Jiaren immediately looked serious, "Your hair is still wet, it was washed just now."
"I want to wash it again, can't I?"
"Leng Lintian, this is meaningless!"
Leng Lintian snorted: "It's so simple, but you refuse?"
"This is not a matter of simplicity... This is my principle." Jing Jiaren turned her face away, "We can only keep the distance between friends. I won't do anything that crosses that line."
"We are friends, can't you wash my hair?"
"They're friends. Which friend have you seen wash each other's hair?"
Leng Lintian sighed: "It seems that there is no chance in your lifetime. If your conscience condemns you one day... suddenly you think of me, and suddenly feel that you still owe me something. Remember what I said today."
His tone was abysmal, as if he might say farewell in the future...
Jing Jiaren sounded uncomfortable. Why did she have such a bad feeling?
"What on earth do you want to say?"
"It's nothing," he said sternly, "As far as I know, Ji Ziang cares about family ties very much. He has treasured Ji Zihan since he was a child. His previous disadvantage was his younger sister."