"The winning or losing I'm talking about is not what you think, Ximen Longting. What I care about is never the form. My original intention of coming to listen to this jury today is also to hear the comments of the seniors and their truest opinions on my design.
...The reason I keep asking you not to get involved is because you want to know my truest strength, my shortcomings and strengths."
"..."
"And now, with your interference, I can no longer hear the real comments."
Ximen Longting's red eyes darkened: "So, blame me?!"
"I actually..."
"Jing Jiaren, whatever I do is wrong, but whatever he does is right!?"
"Stop yelling and just listen to what I have to say, okay?"
"I'm very angry right now!" Ximen Longting has been suppressing his anger towards Leng Lintian all afternoon, so suppressed that he is about to explode. Now he has to watch Jing Jiaren blindly accuse him and defend Leng Lintian!
Ximen Longting grabbed the chair on the ground, threw it very far, and kicked the chair that was in the way as he walked forward.
Jing Jiaren stared at his angry back: "Ximen Longting!"
"Miss Jing, the young master is angry, you let him vent..."
"I didn't blame him. This is what happened...I didn't mean to blame him."
"I will tell the young master."
Jing Jiaren said worriedly: "Then watch him and don't let him mess around."
"Don't worry, Miss Jing."
When Jing Jiaren came to her senses again, Ximen Longting had already walked out of the venue, and Victor didn't know when he left. There were only Jing Jiaren and Leng Lintian in the empty venue.
She looked at the chairs that fell to the ground. One of them fell apart. How much force did Ximen Longting exert?
He got angry and his temper was really bad.
Jing Jiaren frowned and took out her mobile phone to call Ximen Longting.
In anger, he actually refused to answer.
Forget it, he can't listen to anything you say now, he is really too arbitrary.
Leng Lintian stared at the changes in her facial expression and reminded softly: "Go to the hospital?"
Jing Jiaren responded: "I can go by myself. Leng Lintian, you should be busy with your own things... Thank you very much for taking care of my father these days. I have always regarded you as my brother."
Leng Lintian's pupils suddenly tightened.
It was as if her words were a dagger piercing his heart...
Soon, he smiled gently and looked at his phone: "It's getting late, let's go."
"Leng Lintian, don't you understand what I'm saying?"
Leng Lintian took her hand and said calmly: "Let's go, Uncle Jing is still waiting for you to feed him dinner."
Jing Jiaren shook his hand hard: "Leng Lintian, can you understand what I mean?"
Leng Lintian smiled strangely and said, "I don't understand."
"..."
"Jing Jiaren, I really don't understand... I don't want to understand. I really don't understand anything you say..."
Jing Jiaren stared at him in surprise.
"I don't know what kind of decision you have in mind. You'd better think it over clearly." There was a flash of light in his eyes.
"What do you mean?"
"Love is a matter between two people, and marriage is a matter between two families."
"..."
"Are you sure your decision is right? Have you ever thought about Uncle Jing at all?"
He said he didn't understand, but in his heart he was like a mirror, he knew her heart better than anyone else -
Jing Jiaren wanted to say something else, but Leng Lintian grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the venue.