The little finger pointed at Gong Zihua who was sitting on the chair.
Ximen Longting glanced over with cold eyes, and Gong Zihua stood up suddenly. The two men were tall and handsome, but they were not at the same level.
Ximen Longting is the handsome character of the royal family, while Gong Zihua is more like a wanderer who was expelled from the city gate.
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, but there were very few men who could not be completely compared to Ximen Longting when they stood together.
There is still a sense of nobility left in this Gong Zihua...
This is something that ordinary celebrities don't have, and it can only be cultivated by living a pampered life since childhood.
Ximen Longting frowned and stared at him, with a look of inquiry on his face.
When the assistant saw Gong Zihua lifting her legs to leave, she immediately ran forward with her bag: "Mr. Gong, wait for me."
Ximen Longting turned around and stared at the man's leaving figure.
Wilson asked in a low voice: "Master, what's wrong?"
"His face... is very stiff."
"Young master suspects that he is wearing a human skin mask?" Wilson said softly.
"..."
"I had the same feeling as the young master just now."
Ximen Longting's red eyes flashed, slightly darkening.
"Master, do you want to investigate him?"
Just as Ximen Longting was about to speak, SUN hugged his legs and shouted again: "KING is so powerful! As soon as you came, you scared away the palace son!"
Ximen Longting: "..."
"Seeing the faces of our Ximen family, he will definitely be willing to give in. (^o^)/~"
Ximen Longting frowned. He had always been the target of this kid's entertainment, and he was not used to being praised like this all of a sudden.
"Don't you have a fever in your brain?"
"Hmph╭(╯^╰)╮, don't think I'm praising you. I'm just praising you because you look so similar to me!"
"Go away, hot." Ximen Longting stamped his foot.
"I don't appreciate it, I'll ignore you!" SUN let go of his hand, twisted his butt, and ran towards Jing Jiaren again.
All eyes are focused on this family of three, including He Zhiyao.
Anyone can see that SUN is the son of Ximen Longting...
"Miss J," an assistant next to He Zhiyao shouted, "please help our Miss He choose clothes."
When Jing Jiaren came back to her senses, she was already prepared to be made difficult in every way, and followed her into the dressing room.
…
As expected.
In the next time, Jing Jiaren ran up and down, helping He Zhiyao choose clothes, high heels, gloves...etc.
Every time, He Zhiyao didn't finish his request in one go, causing the beauty to go back and forth, completely turning him into an errand boy.
After running to the ground four times, Jing Jiaren lost her temper. When she pushed open the dressing room door, she saw Ximen Longting leaning on the chair with one hand and talking to He Zhiyao.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he froze and stopped mid-sentence.
Jing Jiaren felt sick to her stomach. What were they secretly talking about? They even deliberately sent all the assistants and stylists away.
Jing Jiaren put the hat on the dressing table and said coldly: "Is this the hat you want?"
He Zhiyao glanced at it and took it with a slight smile: "Thank you."
Jing Jiaren frowned. Where had her arrogance and ordering her just now gone?
As soon as he was in front of Ximen Longting, he immediately restrained his momentum?
Taking advantage of this moment, Jing Jiaren asked, "Do you have any other needs?"
He Zhiyao was about to say something, but he glanced at Ximen Longting casually and put down his hat: "No more."