Jing Jiaren stood on the terrace and looked down. She saw Ximen Longting as soon as he appeared. His fierce and domineering appearance could not be ignored, and every step showed domineering flamboyance.
Even without the entourage of people cheering and supporting him, he is enough to attract attention.
What's more, no matter where he goes, there are many bodyguards around him.
Jing Jiaren's eyes fell on the blue silk scarf on his wrist, and the rose was held by the French butler beside him.
That's right, there wasn't another boring person in the entire swimming pool with a silk scarf tied to his hand.
Jing Jiaren's heart twitched tightly.
Why did she draw his face randomly, and why did she have the desire to want him when she saw him.
Why does her heart beat violently just by looking at her from a distance...
Jing Jiaren clutched the pocket watch in her hand, and the watch case cut deeply into her palm.
The memories of the past six years were related to him? She couldn't recall them at all.
And he was so close to her and never thought of looking for her? Why?
Jing Jiaren pressed her head and frowned, feeling a little inexplicably confused.
"Master, juice." Wilson took two glasses of juice from the waiter and placed them on the table.
The empty seat on the other side is reserved for Jing Jiaren.
"Why hasn't it arrived yet? You didn't say the time?!" Ximen Longting only waited for a few minutes before he became impatient.
No one has ever dared to make him wait. This woman is too ambitious!
Jing Jiaren looked at his solemn expression, turned around and walked out with mixed emotions.
She clearly hates such bullies, why is her heart moved?
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Jing Jiaren pushed open the revolving glass door, climbed down the steps, and walked this way.
When Wilson saw Jing Jiaren, he immediately warned: "Master, Miss Jing is here too, she is the only one."
Jing Jiaren stared at the ground with her eyes closed, not knowing what she was thinking, and she was worried.
Ximen Longting's figure tensed slightly and his eyes narrowed darkly.
These days, he has met Jing Jiaren several times by chance. She has never recognized him, so he will not deliberately avoid it.
"Master, she is coming this way..."
Ximen Longting's fingers slightly flexed, and he said coldly: "I have eyes, I can see!"
They all thought that Jing Jiaren just passed by Ximen Longting.
But I didn't expect that when she came here, she suddenly raised her head...
Jing Jiaren saw Ximen Longting sitting under the parasol, with one leg raised in the air, sitting handsomely, and holding a cocktail glass in his hand.
His strong facial features are more three-dimensional in the shadow. His eyes are covered by sunglasses, but you can feel his domineering indifference.
Jing Jiaren walked towards him——
The two bodyguards standing in front stood with their hands behind their backs and immediately stretched out a hand to stop her.
Jing Jiaren is single: "I am the person your master wants to see."
The two bodyguards put down their hands. Jing Jiaren had successfully entered Ximen Longting's territory. She took the rose from Wilson's hand, put it in front of her nose and smelled it lightly: "I kept you waiting for a while."
"..."
Not to mention Ximen Longting, Wilson was shocked.
Jing Jiaren looked calm and composed and sat down on the lounge chair next to him.
The atmosphere instantly became terrifyingly tense.
Jing Jiaren asked slowly: "I have the pocket watch in my hand, but you need to answer a few questions before I return it to you."
Ximen Longting put down the wine glass in his hand, said nothing, and looked into the distance.
Wilson knew that the young master had scolded him thoroughly in his heart... Such a big mistake was not discovered!