Ximen Longting's eyes darkened, and his heart was filled with painful annoyance.
At this time, Wilson hurriedly came over: "Master, there is news about the pocket watch."
Ximen Longting's red eyes moved and he raised his head sharply.
What is the news about a pocket watch!? Instead of finding it directly?
"A child just passed the news, saying that someone picked up this watch, but she has a request to hand it over to the owner of the pocket watch."
Ximen Longting rubbed the ring in his hand: "What kid?"
"He's just an ordinary kid who came here to play with his parents... I couldn't tell him clearly if I asked him. He said he was given an ice cream cone and asked him to pass on the message."
"The person who asked him to deliver the message?"
"The child said she is a very beautiful big sister. She wants to meet you."
Ximen Longting frowned. Very good. This woman had better find the pocket watch. If she dares to fool him...
The anger in him had nowhere to vent.
"Master, she said to meet at the outdoor swimming pool in front of the wine bar. You put a scarf on your wrist and get a rose."
Wearing a scarf on your wrist? And holding a rose?
"The other party said that it is easier to distinguish them this way."
How else do you need to tell? It is easiest and most convenient to just ask his bodyguards to bring people to see him.
This woman still dares to play so many tricks and want to blackmail her?
"Prepare a box of money!"
"yes……"
After Jing Jiaren asked the children to pass on the message, she turned around and walked back. She felt that it was really impolite for her to meet people like this.
Why didn't she go directly to the bodyguard instead of asking someone to send a message...
Jing Jiaren has always been conservative in everything she does, and these bodyguards are so vicious that they might as well just ask her for her pocket watch, then pat her butt and leave.
In short, his behavior is not a good one for talking to.
Jing Jiaren had to meet the owner in person and ask him face to face why he had a pocket watch with her photo.
Maybe this person knows her memories of the past six years...
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In front of the mirror, Ximen Longting lazily put on his tie, striped shirt and straight trousers. He stretched out his hand, and Wilson immediately took his coat and put it on him.
Ximen Longting shook his shoulders, just in time for his collar.
The bodyguard on the side held up a lake blue silk scarf...
Wilson bent one leg on the ground and tied the silk scarf on the young master's right hand.
He raised his hand and turned his wrist: "It's ugly!"
"..."
"Take it off, you can wear it to the meeting."
"Master..." Wilson said with a grimace, "She said she wanted to see the master and hand over the pocket watch to the master. Look at me, I look like a servant. How can I compare with you."
Ximen Longting glanced at it with sharp eyes and nodded with satisfaction: "You have self-awareness!"
Wilson breathed a sigh of relief. After what he had experienced with Ji Zihan, he never wanted to take the place of the young master in anything...really.
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By the swimming pool, Wilson sent someone to separate a small area to prevent strangers from approaching, but not to make too much noise or attract more attention.
After all, Miss Jing lives here...
Ximen Longting was wearing a straight suit and sunglasses on a hot day, lying on a couch and looking at his watch impatiently.
Behind him stood a row of bodyguards, one of whom was carrying a silver safe, which looked like a gangster transaction.
Once anyone looks over here curiously, a bodyguard immediately waves his hand and curses: "What are you looking at? Don't look at it!"