Jing Jiaren was sitting in the hall drinking afternoon tea.
Ximen Longting, a liar, said that he would show her the family photo album after dinner, but just after dinner, Wilson hurried over, saying that there was some urgent business... So he entered the study and disappeared.
Jing Jiaren flipped through the magazine boredly and looked at the clock from time to time.
Suddenly, she woke up suddenly, she must be waiting for him...
Damn it, what’s so good about a family photo album? Why is she suddenly interested in his affairs?
Jing Jiaren began to examine what was wrong with her these past two days. What happened to her? If she was really attracted to Ximen Longting——
A huge panic gripped her. She had always liked Shang Yanxuan. How could she fall in love with two people at the same time?
She is not sentimental, nor is she stupid enough to have feelings for Ximen Longting! Maybe she is suffering from prenatal anxiety because she is pregnant?
Jing Jia's mood was complicated and she was thinking wildly...
A burst of rapid footsteps came.
Jing Jiaren immediately closed the book and stood up. She was suddenly startled and felt ashamed of her behavior, so she sat back down.
Picking up the black tea, she sipped it gracefully and casually...
Then, I saw that the person who came in was not Ximen Longting.
Several bodyguards carried a stretcher and placed it on the open space in the hall. The unconscious man was obviously injured, and a large piece of his light-colored shirt was stained red with blood.
Shang Yanxuan!
Jing Jiaren's hand shook, and the tea cup fell to the ground. The hot tea burned her hand, but she didn't know it.
She stayed there for dozens of seconds before reacting with a pale face.
He immediately stood up, ran to the stretcher, squatted down and pulled Shang Yanxuan's face...
Then, a clean and handsome face appeared in front of her, and he fell asleep quietly.
It's really him...
Jing Jiaren's hand suddenly retracted. How could he be here, captured by Ximen Longting? He already knew that this was the real Shang Yanxuan?
Why was there no warning before this?
A huge thunder sounded in Jing Jiaren's world. Shang Yanxuan was injured. Where was the injury? Is it serious? Ximen Longting's hand!?
What does he mean by bringing Shang Yanxuan to this castle?
At this time, there was the sound of footsteps.
Awesome and solemn. This time it must be him.
Jing Jiaren was so panicked that she didn't know what to do...
He raised his head and saw Ximen Longting walking in, followed by Wilson, who had obviously just finished handling things and came to the hall to meet her.
His eyes glanced at the stretcher and landed on Jing Jiaren squatting aside, her hands stained with blood.
Jun frowned and immediately strode over, bending down to grab her hand: "What, are you injured?"
Jing Jiaren's mind was still blank.
Ximen Longting checked and found that there were no wounds. He wiped the blood with his hand and immediately understood that the blood was from Shang Yanxuan.
He asked with dark eyes: "What are you doing squatting here?"
"He was injured, was it you?"
"It is said that when Mr. Leng was arrested, he was unwilling to cooperate, so a small accident occurred." Wilson replied, "I have informed the second lady and she will rush over immediately."
"You seem to care about him very much?" Ximen Longting asked keenly, "Do you know him?"
Jing Jiaren's mind quickly analyzed Ximen Longting's words like a radar.
Why would he ask her if she knew Shang Yanxuan?
"No, I just saw that he was bleeding so much and thought he was about to die. I came over to see if he was still breathing."
Ximen Longting curled his lips and smiled: "When did you become so compassionate?" Jing Jiaren was sitting in the hall drinking afternoon tea.
Ximen Longting, a liar, said that he would show her the family photo album after dinner, but just after dinner, Wilson hurried over, saying that there was some urgent business... So he entered the study and disappeared.
Jing Jiaren flipped through the magazine boredly and looked at the clock from time to time.
Suddenly, she woke up suddenly, she must be waiting for him...
Damn it, what’s so good about a family photo album? Why is she suddenly interested in his affairs?
Jing Jiaren began to examine what was wrong with her these past two days. What happened to her? If she was really attracted to Ximen Longting——
A huge panic gripped her. She had always liked Shang Yanxuan. How could she fall in love with two people at the same time?
She is not sentimental, nor is she stupid enough to have feelings for Ximen Longting! Maybe she is suffering from prenatal anxiety because she is pregnant?
Jing Jia's mood was complicated and she was thinking wildly...
A burst of rapid footsteps came.
Jing Jiaren immediately closed the book and stood up. She was suddenly startled and felt ashamed of her behavior, so she sat back down.
Picking up the black tea, she sipped it gracefully and casually...
Then, I saw that the person who came in was not Ximen Longting.
Several bodyguards carried a stretcher and placed it on the open space in the hall. The unconscious man was obviously injured, and a large piece of his light-colored shirt was stained red with blood.
Shang Yanxuan!
Jing Jiaren's hand shook, and the tea cup fell to the ground. The hot tea burned her hand, but she didn't know it.
She stayed there for dozens of seconds before reacting with a pale face.
He immediately stood up, ran to the stretcher, squatted down and pulled Shang Yanxuan's face...
Then, a clean and handsome face appeared in front of her, and he fell asleep quietly.
It's really him...
Jing Jiaren's hand suddenly retracted. How could he be here, captured by Ximen Longting? He already knew that this was the real Shang Yanxuan?
Why was there no warning before this?
A huge thunder sounded in Jing Jiaren's world. Shang Yanxuan was injured. Where was the injury? Is it serious? Ximen Longting's hand!?
What does he mean by bringing Shang Yanxuan to this castle?
At this time, there was the sound of footsteps.
Awesome and solemn. This time it must be him.
Jing Jiaren was so panicked that she didn't know what to do...
He raised his head and saw Ximen Longting walking in, followed by Wilson, who had obviously just finished handling things and came to the hall to meet her.
His eyes glanced at the stretcher and landed on Jing Jiaren squatting aside, her hands stained with blood.
Jun frowned and immediately strode over, bending down to grab her hand: "What, are you injured?"
Jing Jiaren's mind was still blank.
Ximen Longting checked and found that there were no wounds. He wiped the blood with his hand and immediately understood that the blood was from Shang Yanxuan.
He asked with dark eyes: "What are you doing squatting here?"
"He was injured, was it you?"
"It is said that when Mr. Leng was arrested, he was unwilling to cooperate, so a small accident occurred." Wilson replied, "I have informed the second lady and she will rush over immediately."
"You seem to care about him very much?" Ximen Longting asked keenly, "Do you know him?"
Jing Jiaren's mind quickly analyzed Ximen Longting's words like a radar.
Why would he ask her if she knew Shang Yanxuan?
"No, I just saw that he was bleeding so much and thought he was about to die. I came over to see if he was still breathing."
Ximen Longting curled his lips and smiled: "When did you become so compassionate?"