Ximen Longting picked up the white wool scarf, wrapped it around her neck, and took out her hair.
"Don't carry unnecessary things with you in the future. Aren't you tired of carrying them?"
Jing Jiaren held his arm: "As long as you marry me, you won't be tired."
"..."
"As long as you marry me, it won't be cold at all outside."
"..."
"I'm getting married on January 14th. I think this scarf has become very warm."
Diary Valentine's Day on January 14th.
Traditional Valentine’s Day on February 14th.
White Day on March 14th...
"You don't need to remind me repeatedly, I'm not forgetful enough to suffer from Alzheimer's disease." A doting and domineering smile appeared on Ximen Longting's lips, and he led her away.
In a corner of the restaurant, Wang Yingying leaned there with her arms folded, a cold look flashing through her narrow eyes.
"Ximen Longting, can you not meet with Polygonum multiflorum in the next time?"
Ximen Longting pinched her nose: "Why, you still care about her."
"care……"
"Okay, if my wife opens her mouth to speak, I will definitely avoid you."
Jing Jiaren smiled so much that she rolled her eyes: "Then without her as a speculator, it won't be important to your work, right?"
Ximen Longting condensed for a moment: "It's not important."
"You hesitated just now!"
"It's a little tricky, but I can handle it."
"Why is it so difficult?" Jing Jiaren asked in surprise. Is Wang Yingying so important?
"Same sex repels, opposite sex attracts." Ximen Longting said meaningfully, "She is the only woman among the speculators."
Moreover, she is still a beautiful woman...
Other speculators were coaxed into confusion by her. This woman's emotional intelligence is indeed superb.
Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip and wanted to say something but finally shut up. She couldn't make trouble unreasonably.
…
What made Jing Jiaren vomit blood was that not long after they left the hotel in the car, Wang Yingying also left, driving behind her in a sports car, not too far nor too close.
I have never seen a woman as difficult to deal with as she is.
If in the past, Ximen Longting wanted to get rid of her, he would just call a bunch of bodyguards and drag her away.
Jing Jiaren was flipping through the magazine distractedly, while Ximen Longting connected the Bluetooth headset and had been chatting with Wilson on business matters on the way back.
Jing Jiaren tried to hear something but couldn't understand...
This feeling of not being able to help is really powerless.
As the car drove back to the villa, the red Ferrari slid through the snow and stopped at the villa opposite.
Red high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground. Wang Yingying took off her sunglasses as she got out of the car and smiled charmingly: "What a coincidence, we actually live in the same community and are neighbors."
Ximen Longting had already played this trick eight hundred years ago.
The maid ran out with the chef and took things out of the trunk.
Jing Jiaren almost immediately wanted Ximen Longting to move. After all, this villa was for rent - she could no longer spend huge sums of money to buy a house wherever she went.
After thinking about it for a while, the thought stopped again.
Even if she moves away, Wang Yingying will come with her.
"She's here for you."
"Why are you paying attention to her?" Ximen Longting didn't care, "Jing Jiaren, show your usual confidence."
The women who chased him were more likely to seek death and life. But they were all blocked by his hand before.
Jing Jiaren calmed down and said, "Forget it, I believe you. You said that this CASE will be completed in a short time."
"After it's over, let's see how I can help you kill her." Ximen Longting's tone was frivolous.