Jing Jiaren's voice was choked in her throat and she couldn't speak.
No matter what she said, he would change the topic back. After going around for a long time, the question would come back again.
She felt that the biggest problem that she and Ximen Longting had always had was communication. It was not that they were unwilling, but that their world views and thinking patterns were different, so every conversation was like playing the piano to an ox.
If it were Shang Yanxuan, he would know what she was thinking with just one look from her.
That’s what’s called spiritual communication, right?
"Okay, what I did for him, I will do the same for you now."
"What you didn't do for him, you have to do for me." He grabbed her chin, his face full of indifference and coldness.
"Okay, no problem."
Didn't he just want to torture her? She would accompany him.
"One thing I want to know is, are you her servant or her lover?"
He couldn't forget her maid outfit. She actually ran around in that outfit.
"Be a servant first, then a lover."
"What are you doing at the House of Jewels?"
"The truth is that I tried every means to escape from Leng Lintian, but I failed and was caught again." Jing Jiaren raised her eyelids and looked at him, "But I don't think you believe it. You would rather believe that I went out to help him."
Shopping, doing tasks..."
"What mission?"
"I'm just a hypothetical metaphor. I didn't give him a task!" Jing Jiaren felt a little tired from the quarrel, "I'm very hungry and want to eat now. Can Master Ximen let me go temporarily?"
After saying that, she sneezed loudly.
She had not warmed up after being in the house for so long, and her chin was cold.
Ximen Longting put down his hands coldly: "You said in the hospital just a moment ago that if I don't eat, you won't eat either. Why don't you just pretend?"
Because the baby is her only hope for survival now.
Will Jing Jiaren tell him? She is afraid that Ximen Longting will become abnormal and even the child will be used as a means to blackmail her.
"I'm pretending to be tired. No matter what I do, you don't believe me anyway. It has nothing to do with me if you starve to death. It's best if you starve to death so that I can get rid of you as soon as possible."
This sentence successfully angered Ximen Longting.
"King Zhao's two younger brothers were disrespectful to him, so he decided to punish them, and the most severe punishment was to actually deprive them of their right to inherit the throne through his own longevity. So King Zhao paid great attention to his health."
"So?" Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows and said, "Will you pay great attention to your health and live long enough to torture me?"
"Are you scared?" Ximen Longting's expression was sinister.
The corner of Jing Jiaren's mouth moved. She didn't know why she suddenly wanted to laugh.
Is this man really a loser? In Macau, she persuaded him so gently but was insulted.
But when she said harsh words to him, he took her seriously and became enraged!
Should I say that he just doesn't have a good temper, or that he is born with a mean nature?
"I'm afraid it will be a tragedy for the people if a devil like you doesn't disappear from this world soon!" Jing Jiaren continued to provoke him coldly, "If you want to torture me for the rest of your life, let's see who lives longer."
"..."
"As you heard this afternoon, the doctor said you are going to become cancerous."
"probability."
"Yes, but if you continue to skip meals, smoke, drink alcohol, and continue to damage your stomach, the odds will become certain."
Ximen Longting became angry again and stared at her coldly: "Woman, are you happy that I want to become cancer?"