"Also, you pretend to be a teacher and go to school to teach me...I've also been your student, so it's equal here, right?"
"You took secret photos of me. In fact, I also secretly drew sketches of you... I will sort them out for you later."
"By the way, Ximen Longting, you..."
Ximen Longting frowned: "Jing Jiaren, are you holding a memory conference?"
There was a faint smile on Jing Jiaren's lips: "Yes, I was thinking about how much you have done for me."
"I've done more than that for you!"
"What else?"
"I have given my heart to you, what about you? Give me your heart too? Should I exchange my heart for my heart?"
Jing Jiaren sat at the end of the sofa, rubbing one of his big feet: "You also gave me a lot of small gifts. I promise you that I will personally design a piece of clothing for you and give it back to you as a gift. Okay?"
Ximen Longting's long eyelashes were batting, enjoying himself like a god.
"I want everything you give me!"
Jing Jiaren nodded: "By the way, I've been keeping your coat and tie clip for you. I've ironed the coat."
Ximen Longting's eyes fell on her face. Was he suspicious? This woman was acting strange today.
"Jing Jiaren, what exactly do you want to say?"
"No... I'm not just being your girlfriend. Can I remember you?"
"I'm at my best in bed!"
"..." Jing Jiaren rubbed one of his big feet, "By the way, you wore high heels for me and ate spicy food that you can't eat. Was it too much for me to punish you like that?"
"It's not too much to let me kiss you."
Ximen Longting reached out and fished it out, wanting her to come to him. Why the hell is this woman sitting so far away?!
The curtains in the room were all closed, and she was facing the light. Ximen Longting was lying on his body, and he turned his face with difficulty to see her lowered head, trapped in the darkness, and her expression could not be seen clearly.
Jing Jiaren's eyelashes are moist...
Tears were about to fall. She sniffed and said, "I'll prepare some fruit for you."
"..."
Jing Jiaren quickly got off the ground without even wearing any shoes, and her bent legs bumped against the coffee table.
Jing Jiaren rubbed her knees as she walked.
Ximen Longting sat up and stared at her panicked back: "Jing Jiaren?!"
"Don't wander around while watching the movie. I'll be back soon." Jing Jiaren didn't look back, but her voice was normal.
Ximen Longting: "..."
The water in the bathroom was running loudly. Jing Jiaren washed herself with two handfuls of cold water, but her body still ached slightly.
The conversation between her and the doctor sounded in her ears again:
[Is this disease really incurable? What about other hospitals? Will it be better if I go abroad? 】
[Our hospital is very authoritative. If you are worried, you can go abroad for treatment...]
[That’s not what I meant... No matter what, I must save my father. Money is not an issue, I am willing to pay any amount!]
[This is not a question of money, money cannot solve everything...]
Yes, money cannot solve everything. No matter how powerful Ximen Longting is, he is not God.
If Dad Jing could be cured, he would have been sent abroad for treatment long ago, and not just sent to guard him...
She didn't want to see Ximen Longting sad and disappointed, and she couldn't abandon Jing's father at this time.
She wanted to find a balanced solution and settle both ends.
As long as I lift up my sleeves, there are big and small pinch marks on my arms.
It's like being subjected to severe domestic violence...