In the early morning, Jing Jiaren curled up on the bed, completely depressed. No matter how the servant called her, she huddled in the bed and refused to get up.
Soon, Ximen Longting is here!
"I said I don't want to go..." Jing Jiaren's voice was hoarse.
"It's not up to you to choose whether to go or not, get up."
"I won't go..."
"I made you angry!"
He was very rough, grabbed her from the bed, and forced her into the bathroom regardless of her will.
Jing Jiaren was pushed to the sink. She cried yesterday and when she woke up her eyes were extremely swollen, like walnuts!
The color on her face faded a bit, and her eyes that were swollen from crying appeared.
But Ximen Longting couldn't see it at all, and said coldly: "Wash up and change clothes! Do you want me to serve you?"
Jing Jiaren was still barefoot, stepping on the cold floor of the bathroom.
The hair is fluffy, the eyes are dull, and they are completely blank...
"I'm not going."
"How can you, as a personal servant, be absent from my birthday party?"
Ximen Longting said something harshly again, but she felt like her head was swollen and she couldn't hear anything.
Ximen Longting grabbed the toothpaste and toothbrush and stuffed them into her hands.
When she didn't answer, he squeezed her hard and a lump of toothpaste splashed on the back of her hand...
He squeezed out a long strip of toothpaste and stuffed the toothbrush into her hand. She still didn't take it, so he was so cruel that he stuffed the toothbrush into her mouth!
Jing Jiaren frowned...
vomit!
Holding on to the sink, I vomited vigorously.
She's not being pretentious, she really doesn't want to attend Ximen Longting's birthday party, let alone Ximen Longying and Shang Yanxuan's wedding banquet!
She thought she was strong, but the heartache made her still act like a lovelorn fool.
Ximen Longting walked back to the room, opened the cabinet and started to help her choose clothes. After choosing, he found that she was holding a toothbrush and looking at the mirror in a state of soul wandering.
Only then did Ximen Longting realize that her eyes were swollen...
My heart felt like it had been struck hard by a chisel.
He didn't feel well last night. To be precise, he hasn't felt well these days.
His tough heart suddenly softened, and he asked in a low voice: "Is this a nightmare?"
"I'm not feeling well and I don't want to go..." Jing Jiaren smiled strangely, "Just this time, don't force me, just let me be alone!"
Ximen Longting stood behind her forcefully. This was his first birthday since he met her.
He had never had the habit of celebrating birthdays in the past. If Wilson hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten it accidentally.
But this year, he remembers this day especially...
I have also conceived many plans on how to spend my time meaningfully - just because she is included in the plans.
Now, although he has canceled the plan, he still wants to spend time with her.
How could she not be there on his birthday!
"Anyway, it's the same with or without me," Jing Jiaren slowly came back to her senses, "I'm just a servant, right?"
Ximen Longting's ruthless lips moved.
If at this time, he just said softly that it was different and wanted her to go, even if she knew in her heart that he was lying, she might be stupid again.
Ximen Longting and her first birthday...
Or maybe, it’s the last one they’ll be together!
Ximen Longting stared at her with a deep gaze for a moment, then turned around and said, "Have a good rest at home."
"..."
"Since you feel uncomfortable, just lie on the bed and stop walking around."