3370. Chapter 3370 If it wasn't for the car accident
Ximen Longting held the remote control, but before he knew it, the helicopter had hit the flower trough, and the cake probably shattered.
Jing Jiaren closed the window, closed the curtains, and fell back on the bed.
Ximen BOSS frowned. As expected, the woman turned against him faster than flipping through a book. How long had it been before she started showing off to him again?
What didn't he do well?
It seems that Ximen Longting is destined to be in a low mood tonight, irritable and depressed!
Wilson said softly from the side: "Master, there are always days when women are not in a good mood."
Ximen Longting squeezed the remote control hard: "So?"
"Let her be quiet at this time and don't bother her anymore?"
"Annoying!?" Ximen Longting punched the armrest of the chair, "Why am I bothering her?"
"..."
The next day, Jing's father knocked on Jing Jiaren's door cautiously. She didn't eat anything yesterday, so the father was naturally worried.
After waiting for a while, there was no response. The door was gently pushed open, and the room was covered with design drawings...
Jing Jiaren fell to the ground, and some designs were carried by the wind and flew up.
On the floor, on the bed, on the table, everywhere you look, there are designs.
Jing Jiaren stayed up all night, drawing pictures like crazy.
But she was in a bad mood and couldn't draw the feeling she wanted. She threw away the useless pictures one by one, painted them again, and threw them away again.
Jing Jiaren knocked on the carpet with empty eyes. She was not asleep. She still held a pen in her hand, and her eyes were red and swollen.
It was probably the first time that Jing's father saw Jing Jiaren like this: "Xiaotian, come in and see how Jing Jiaren is doing?"
Leng Lintian, who was waiting outside, opened the door and came in. His wheelchair passed several drawings.
He picked it up and saw that the proportions of the men's clothing and the inverted triangle were completely based on Ximen Longting's body shape.
A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and the drawing was crushed in his fingers.
"Jiaren, don't scare dad, I'll call an ambulance right now."
Jing Jiaren's empty eyes moved and she looked at them: "No, I'm fine."
"Why did you fall to the ground when you were fine and still not sleeping?"
"I slept too much last night and couldn't sleep at night." Jing Jiaren sat up and said as calmly as possible, "Dad, I'm hungry."
"Okay, okay, just be hungry... Dad made breakfast, let's go eat it now!"
Jing Jiaren sat on her knees and did not get up immediately. She glanced at Leng Lintian and said, "I have something to ask you."
Jing's father wisely went out and said, "I'll serve the soup and you'll come down to eat right away."
"Dad, please stay too, and I also ask you..."
What's the use of hiding all the time? What's supposed to come will always come.
Jing Jiaren opened the drawer and took out a few wedding photos. She had already burned the others.
Two were handed to Leng Lintian, two to Dad Jing...
Jing Jiaren felt so tired that she couldn't stand at all. She stood against the wall and asked: "Tell me, what happened to me in the past 6 years? We have always known each other, there is no such thing as a baby kiss? Dad, are you colluding?"
Is Leng Lintian lying to me?"
No wonder there was never any Uncle Chen in her memory!
Dad Jing held the photo and said nothing.
"Why are you lying to me and can't you tell me clearly?!"
Leng Lintian was leaning on the wheelchair, his eyes were calm, and his thumb was rubbing Jing Jiaren's unsmiling face in the photo.
They were married, and it was the happiest time in his life...