Jing Jiaren asked the servant to add a chair, sat down next to it, and asked about it.
She is curious about Leng Jiaren's world...
Seeing that the two women were chatting away from him, Ximen Longting was depressed for a while and sat down on the sofa with his legs crossed.
Gong Zihua still needed him to make arrangements at any time, so he asked the servant to bring him a laptop, which he opened and looked at.
From time to time he raised his head and glared at Jing Jiaren, fearing that she would fly away again.
Don't blame him for being cruel, he will never tolerate another Leng Jiaren.
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"So, you have no memory of the past?" Jing Jiaren asked.
"Well, they all say that I have lost my memory... Ximen Longting - even your husband, also said that I have lost my memory." Leng Jiaren said confusedly, "They all call me Jing Jiaren. I thought that before I lost my memory, I was...
Jing Jiaren."
"That's right..." Jing Jiaren said thoughtfully.
No wonder she stayed beside Ximen Longting, making mistakes and not explaining the situation herself.
She was confused to begin with and couldn't explain anything clearly.
"Then do you like Ximen Longting?" Jing Jiaren asked, clenching her hands.
"I actually liked it before..."
"Then you don't like it now?"
"He was so cruel to me!" Leng Jiaren said and secretly glanced at Ximen Longting, who happened to look over here and met his eyes.
Ximen Longting's bloodthirsty eyes wanted to swallow her up.
Leng Jiaren shuddered, came to her senses and said, "Chameleon."
Jing Jiaren's previous worries have disappeared a lot. It seems that her liking for Ximen Longting is only superficial.
After all, we didn’t get along for too long…
"Then do you like Leng Lintian?"
"Of course."
"Ximen Longting or Leng Lintian, who do you like more?"
Leng Jiaren grabbed Leng Lintian's hand and pressed it against her cheek without thinking: "No one can compare with Lintian, I like him the most."
I like him the most...
If Leng Lintian hears this, will he feel comforted?
Jing Jiaren's eyes fell on the bed. She had already felt that Leng Lintian's breathing was irregular.
In fact, he is already awake, right?
You don’t know how to face them, so like Leng Aofeng, you choose to pretend to be asleep?
"Then if you are asked to stay, or go with Leng Lintian. What is your choice?"
"I want to go home."
"Home? Which home are you talking about?" Jing Jiaren asked in a persuasive way.
"Lin Tian said that wherever he is, it is home. I am his Leng Jiaren." Leng Jiaren's lips curled up with that "Leng Jiaren" smile again, "We are together and will never be separated."
Jing Jiaren felt a dull pain in her chest!
Ximen Longting also said that the place with her is home. She is his Jing Jiaren!
Has Leng Lintian gone all the way to imitation? He trained Leng Jiaren to imitate her, which actually went against Leng Jiaren's nature and original intention.
From the conversation just now, Jing Jiaren could tell that Leng Jiaren hated learning from others.
Jing Jiaren's eyes fell back on Leng Lintian's face and asked directly: "You hate trying to imitate me, don't you?"
"I don't like..." she answered honestly. No one likes to imitate others.
“Why do you do things you don’t like?”
"Because Lintian likes it." As long as it is something he likes, she is willing to do it. She is afraid that he will be unhappy.
"I didn't know I was copying you." She realized this was bad behavior.
Jing Jiaren nodded and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Leng Lintian, I've finished asking my questions, shouldn't you also say something?"