"What's the use of seeing it? Could it be that if you see it, you can change his misery?"
"..."
"The more pitiful you see him, the more your sympathy will overflow." Ximen Longting knew her too well, "Next, are you asking me to save him?"
Jing Jiaren bit her lip, what should she do?
Everything that happened to Leng Aofeng today was all her fault!
It would be okay if she didn't know, but now that she knows, she feels uneasy.
"Then I'll persuade Leng Aofeng to agree to kill Master Ximen, and everything will be over?"
"You always think of things too simply."
"What's wrong, haven't you always wanted Master Ximen to die..."
"The target of the East Palace is the old man. Once the two parties exchange fire, not only the lives will be lost, but our family will not be spared!"
To eradicate the root cause, even if SUN and STAR are both Jing Jiaren's children - Mr. Dong Gong will not accept them.
Otherwise, I would not have been indifferent to these two children for a long time!
Jing Jiaren's hands and feet are cold, and that's right. In a way, Master Ximen protects them and maintains balance.
Once Mr. Dong Gong becomes the sole leader and dominates the country, he will have no scruples in doing anything he wants to do...
Jing Jiaren's face dropped: "What should I do? I feel like I'm surrounded on all sides now."
Ximen Longting looked at her and stretched out a hand: "Come here."
Jing Jiaren threw herself into his arms obediently and held him tightly.
Ximen Longting held her with one arm, rested his chin on the top of her head, and took a deep breath.
Like two fish that care about each other, even if they are dying of thirst, they still hug each other tightly...
Jing Jiaren rubbed his chest and asked, "Were you really angry with me just now?"
"It's useless for me to be angry at myself."
"You mind Leng Aofeng very much, but I really treat him as a relative..."
"I know." After so much, he still doesn't know her heart clearly enough?
However, when the jealousy came up, he was so sore that he couldn't control himself.
"You can hold me now instead of losing your temper. You can comfort me instead of blaming me..." Jing Jiaren's eyes turned red again, "Mr. Ximen, thank you."
"I won't just settle this account, I'll save it."
Saved again?
"Even if you really marry him and drive me away, I won't be angry with you." Ximen Longting grabbed the back of her head and his voice became deeper and deeper.
"Why?"
"I'm afraid I'll push you away when I'm angry..." He had tried to commit suicide many times before.
No matter what happened, they could not shake each other. Instead, they were like grasshoppers tied to a thread, getting closer and closer.
…
Ximen Longting was not discouraged, and was more attentive to playing with the parts. The mobile phone was disassembled and reassembled, disassembled and reassembled...
Jing Jiaren looked at the thin sweat on his forehead and felt very sorry for him.
At night, I experienced countless failures.
Even Jing Jiaren thought she could give up, but Ximen Longting still persisted.
Knock knock.
The male attendant knocked on the door and brought in a mini DV player, saying it was sent by the Queen.
Jing Jiaren sat cross-legged on the bed and glanced at Ximen Longting's busy back. She probably knew what was going to be played on the DV player.
Ximen Longting looked at the small parts carefully. His handsome eyebrows were tightly raised, and he used small tweezers to pick them up and arrange them one by one. His beautiful facial features were nothing but concentration.
Jing Jiaren breathed heavily, couldn't hold it back, and pressed the switch button...