Jing Jiaren folded her hands on the piano keys, looked at the music score, and tried a section.
After finding the feeling, she played more smoothly...
Sleeve length's hands moved smoothly as the keys were pressed, shoulders rising and falling.
Her long hair hangs down her back, and her hair is very long, reaching her waist.
The long white skirt hangs on the ground, illuminated by warm light, and looks eerily beautiful.
…
After the song ended, Jing Jiaren took back her hand from the piano and turned around to see Ximen Fenglie looking straight at him, as if his thoughts were far away.
Jing Jiaren curled her lips coldly: "Does it sound good?"
"..."
"I look beautiful in this outfit, don't I?" Jing Jiaren folded her slender legs and had a charming smile on her lips.
The next second, her expression became terrifying: "It's a pity, no matter how beautiful I am, I am not your woman."
"..."
"If you dare to miss me even a little bit," Jing Jiaren stroked her nails, and the blade hidden in the nails was pulled out with a sharp tip...
This design was Ximen Longting's idea, so that she could use it for self-protection just in case.
But now, Jing Jiaren puts her finger on her face and touches it lightly...
A cut opened, leaving blood almost immediately.
Director Vic was standing behind Ximen Fenglie, about to stop——
Ximen Fenglie threw his hand, and a water cup lid hit the crook of Jing Jiaren's leg.
The lid of the cup was so strong that Jing Jiaren's body bent and fell to the ground.
Vic grabbed her shoulders and grabbed her wrists...
A long drop of blood flowed from the corner of Jing Jiaren's mouth, and she smiled coldly: "Ha, just like that, you're scared?"
"..."
"Even if you stop me today, can you mean forever? If you care so much about my face, I will destroy it." After a pause, Jing Jiaren sneered and said, "Anyway, Ximen Longting doesn't care."
Ximen Fenglie's face was gloomy, not changing his mood or anger.
Jing Jiaren smiled even more happily: "I don't care who you are, even if you look very similar to Ximen Longting, but... I have no interest in you at all."
"..."
"You made my hair like this, how about I shave it off tonight? Do you like bald women?"
Ximen Fenglie's hand tightly grasped the golden faucet on the armrest: "Go away, take her down!"
"You're angry...hahahaha."
Vic spoke several times on the intercom, and soon several servants came in.
These servants were originally to serve her personally. After giving her a forced bath and perming her hair, they sent her here and the servants stayed outside.
Jing Jiaren was stood up one on the left and the other on the right.
Ximen Fenglie's deep voice said slowly: "If she moves again, I'll cut off her hand."
"Tsk, tsk, cut it off and you won't be able to hear me playing the piano." Jing Jiaren said nonchalantly, "Do you think I can't destroy this face after looking at it... If I can't see Ximen Longting, I'll go
Death makes no difference, do you think I'm afraid?"
All kinds of provocations reached the extreme.
"Miss Jing!" Vic whispered, signaling her not to say any more irritating words.
"I'm not afraid." Jing Jiaren's fair face was dripping with blood, and she smiled delicately, "I just picked up my life anyway, so I'm not afraid of anything!"
At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Sun was brought in by a man wearing a black robe.
"Uh(⊙o⊙)...Queen?" Sun's eyes widened, and her disappointed little face suddenly became brighter.