Ximen Longting held her shoulders and looked at her up and down like two searchlights.
Suddenly he looked towards the door and glared: "What are you looking at? Close the door!"
The bodyguard hurriedly closed the door for fear of being shot.
Ximen Longting changed Jing Jiaren's position, with his broad back facing Leng Lintian, and reached out to lift up her clothes to take them off.
Jing Jiaren grabbed her clothes and said angrily: "Are you sick? Why are you taking off my clothes?"
"Should I come and check you out, or should I ask the doctor to check you out?"
"I haven't even taken off a piece of my skin. Didn't you see who is lying on the bed!?"
Ximen Longting held her in his arms and said in a lost tone: "You dare to touch my woman - I have sent people to investigate, and I won't let anyone go."
"So? Do you want to kill people and silence them?" Jing Jiaren left his arms with her hands, "This is a society governed by the rule of law. I hope you will abide by some laws and regulations."
"Are you talking to me about the law and discipline? They abide by the law and they won't treat you lightly last night!"
"Then they have learned a lesson, or if you are really that righteous, just arrest them and send them to the police station for processing."
"Okay, I'll listen to you how to deal with it."
As long as this woman is fine and fine...
"What are you doing here? Let me go!"
Jing Jiaren finally pushed him away and put the towel in her hand into the basin. Before she could wring it out, her waist tightened and she was pulled into Ximen Longting's arms again...
His breath was ironing her.
Emotional The old man completely treated Leng Lintian on the hospital bed as a decoration, staring at her affectionately with a pair of red eyes.
The gaze was so deep that it seemed to swallow her up:
"Jing Jiaren, you went to your appointment last night."
"So what?"
"You asked me what I wanted - I said I wanted to be my woman and went to the opera house for an appointment. You went and made me a love lunch. What do you think?" Ximen Longting spoke with a muffled cough and a pair of words.
His brows were furrowed.
When Jing Jiaren saw him, she knew that he looked very bad and must be seriously ill...
She also guessed that he was sick.
"Isn't it too late for you to tell me this now? Where were you last night?" She asked anyway.
"I'm sick."
"Too sick to get out of bed?"
"I'm extremely ill, 40°8, the critical point. You almost can't see me." Ximen Longting held her hand and put it against the side of his face.
Jing Jiaren's heart trembled tightly. She knew that he must be very ill, but now it seems that he can chase him to the hospital, see that he can walk, see that he can yell at him angrily, see that he can deal with
She is sensational...
Then he has recovered a lot from his illness, right?
"Are you so sick that you can't even send a servant to inform me?" Jing Jiaren's eyes were dark.
She actually really cares about it. Is he treating her just for fun, or does he really have an important position...
Every word Leng Lintian said last night pierced her heart.
When Ximen Longting heard this topic, he became angry and told Wilson's deception in a cold voice.
After Jing Jiaren listened, she could immediately understand Wilson's approach...
"I will send someone to dispose of his body."
"The body?" Jing Jiaren stared at him in shock, "Did you kill him!?"
"Not yet. If you get angry because of this, then he will have no way to survive." Ximen Longting said with a strong voice. He knew that Jing Jiaren was very kind and would definitely intercede for Wilson.