Jayson held Mong Zihua's shoulders and whispered something, but he was punched several times and fell to the ground, his crutches clattering to the ground.
Wilson immediately stretched out his hand to protect his master loyally: "What do you want to do? If you want to touch the young master, you must get through me first."
"..."
"Mr. Gong, don't blame me for being rude!" Wilson unbuttoned the sleeves of his uniform.
Gong Zihua glanced over coldly, then turned his fists and wrists.
Jing Jiaren suddenly had an idea: "Gong Zihua, stop."
"..."
"Mong Zihua, sit down for me!"
Gong Zihua's black pupils were full of anger, carving Jing Jiaren's face like a knife, but the strange thing was that he really didn't take action.
Jing Jiaren took a breath: "Gong Zihua, I'll say it again, sit down!"
Jayson picked up the crutch and stood up: "Here comes someone, hurry up and bring a chair to the palace god."
The assistant ran over stupidly and pushed a chair behind him: "Mr. Gong, you, sit down."
Gong Zihua squinted her long eyelashes, sat down, and put one foot on the armrest of the chair.
Jing Jiaren raised the corner of her mouth. She didn't expect that her words would be useful at this time. If she had known, she would have come in handy earlier.
I remembered that several times before, Gong Zihua was so angry that he wanted to take action, but Jing Jiaren ordered him to be quiet and not to take action...
Miyako Hua was patient and did not take action.
It turns out that it was her order that had the effect?
No wonder when the two men started fighting, Jayson immediately sent someone to find Jing Jiaren.
"What a dog slave," Ximen Longting's sarcastic voice appeared, "Be obedient."
"..."
"I told you to bark twice, do you want to bark or not?"
Gong Zihua's expression changed, she couldn't resist the anger, she suddenly jumped up and pounced, like an angry vicious dog, trying to tear Ximen Longting to pieces.
Wilson immediately took action and started fighting with Gong Zihua.
Gong Zihua took a few steps back, looking like she wanted to hit but was holding back, and her teeth started to growl.
Jing Jiaren pointed to the chair: "Sit back, sit down!"
"..."
"Did you hear me? I told you to sit down, sit down!"
After repeating the instructions several times in a row, Miyako sat back unwillingly, holding the armrest of the chair with one hand. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, as if he was going to crush the armrest of the chair.
Ximen Longting's bitchy mouth was about to speak again, Jing Jiaren reached out to cover him: "Shut up too, don't talk."
"..."
"If you cause trouble again, I will confiscate the timer and everything will not count."
What he cares most about is the timer. He treats it like a treasure every day and doesn't let anyone touch it, not even Jing Jiaren, for fear that she will accidentally press his switch and waste time.
Of course, Sun and Wilson were not allowed to touch it for fear of damaging it, so Jing Jiaren retorted and refused to acknowledge the agreement.
Jing Jiaren knew what he cared about most, so she used blackmail.
Sure enough, Ximen Longting felt like his foot had been stepped on, and he became furious and said, "How dare you go back on your word!?"
"It was you who broke our agreement first, interfered with my work, and made trouble."
"..."
"Didn't I say, don't cause trouble or fight?" Jing Jiaren said in an educational manner, "Look at you now."
Ximen Longting raised his brows, probably knowing that he was in the wrong, and suddenly held his left shoulder: "Jing Jiaren, my wound hurts!"