As soon as he finished speaking, everyone laughed.
Only Ximen BOSS still had a stern face: "Jing Jiaren, don't think that I will let you go!"
"Mr. Ximen is so interesting. He even eats old vinegar."
"He eats from young children to elderly men around me...sometimes, there are no distinctions between men and women." Jing Jiaren sat on a chair pulled out by the servant.
Ximen Longting dragged the chair next to her and insisted on getting very close. You put your hand behind her and put it on her.
Wen Xinnuan looked at it with envy. She and Ji Zi'ang couldn't be so close yet. She would overcome it if she took her time!
I really hope that I can be as happy as Jing Jia and Ximen Longting in the future.
"Where's the little sun?"
Jing Jiaren's eyes dimmed slightly: "When I woke up early in the morning, my shadow was gone."
He must have gone to play with Xiaomi.
"Where's Little Xingxing, haven't you woken up yet?"
"Well, the baby should sleep more, let him sleep more." Jing Jiaren watched Ximen Longting add a few spoons of milk to her tea.
I have become very accustomed to drinking morning or afternoon tea at a sunny window and casually talking about some innocuous jokes.
Not long after, the servant brought a letter, breaking the atmosphere.
"Miss Jing, your letter."
"Mine?" Jing Jiaren was surprised and looked at the clean envelope handed over.
Ximen Longting pulled it over directly and tore open the letter unceremoniously.
Strange, who knew she lived here and still sent a letter? Is it Wang Yingying, that woman who is unwilling to be lonely?
The letter was very thin and could not contain anything else. Ximen Longting took out a piece of letter paper. The envelope fell over and there was nothing inside.
The servant said: "It's just a simple letter, there shouldn't be any danger, so we took it."
"Who is the messenger?"
"This is the post office where I go. The postal boy delivered it to the foot of the mountain."
"Okay, you go down."
Ximen Longting was already reading the letter with a frown on his face.
"Who sent it?" Jing Jiaren asked anxiously, "Ximen Longting, you should calm down after reading this. Maybe it's a trap by Wang Yingying."
For example, pretending to be a man writing a love letter to her... She really couldn't explain it with a hundred words.
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows and pushed the letter to her: "You two women, do you still remember what you promised me?"
Jing Jiaren took it suspiciously, took a quick glance at it, and understood the whole story.
This is from Luo Lei. The content of the letter is...
There is only one requirement for being willing to hand over the formula for the birth of a girl, and that is for Wen Xinnuan to go and get it in person.
In order to show his sincerity, Luo Lei has already written half of the recipe in this letter...
"Beauty, what's going on? Let me see, I want to see too!" Wen Xinnuan came over to grab the letter paper.
Jing Jiaren handed it to her without stopping her.
Because she knew very well that although this letter was written to her, it was indirectly written to Wen Xinnuan through her——
The past few times Luo Lei sent things to the villa, in order to avoid receiving them again, Wen Xinnuan ordered the servants to deal with anything sent to her directly and not to inform her, lest she would be reluctant to leave.
Luo Lei should have sent several letters to Wen Xinnuan--after they all fell into the sea.
This time I learned the lesson wisely and sent it to Jing Jiaren.
It seems that he was forced to do nothing. If Wen Xinnuan didn't send a letter and Wen Xinnuan didn't go on Weibo, the two of them would have completely lost contact.
Apparently he hasn't given up on Wen Xinnuan yet.
Ji Ziang drank the fragrant tea, his eyes wandering slightly.