After a pause, she added: "Don't you feel sorry for Leng Jiaren at all?"
"Pity?" Ximen Longting sneered, "One sentence is none of my business... and another sentence is none of your business!"
There are many poor people in the world.
Jing Jiaren raised her lips and said, "Do you know how I feel like an ant right now?"
"Insignificant?"
“Hot the pan!”
Anxiety and restlessness made her stomach churn uncomfortably.
There was a knock on the door, and a doctor in a white coat held a medical box and opened it respectfully in front of him.
On one side are syringes and on the other side are vials of medicine.
Ximen Longting picked up a needle, and the tip of the needle shone coldly under the light.
"I've even found a way for her to die, euthanasia." Ximen Longting said sarcastically, "Is it enough to let her be a sleeping beauty?"
"..."
"No blood, no pain, keep the body intact. To be exaggerated, she is just a cell in your body! I don't feel guilty at all for killing her." Ximen Longting glared at her and said, "Because she belongs to you.
Come on, I will give you a generous burial. Is that okay?"
Jing Jiaren stared at the needle and was speechless.
Ximen Longting put the needle back and looked at the time on his watch.
Fortunately, they had eaten dinner in advance, otherwise Jing Jiaren would have lost her appetite at this moment.
"Ximen Longting, I haven't said the conditions yet." Is she still making her final death struggle?
Ximen Longting seemed to be unsurprised and nodded: "Say."
"You might think that you can recognize who I am by looking at my eyes and expression. But unfortunately, I will close my eyes and have no expression."
"..."
"You want to listen to my speech to identify my tone, or the smell of my body. I can't speak, and as for the smell, I am almost the same as her." Isn't it that Leng Aofeng can't recognize her?
"..."
"You can't tear our clothes apart and identify them based on the differences in tattoos."
Ximen Longting just stared at her, lazily sunk into the sofa. He was wearing a countess coat and a black vertical striped shirt underneath. He was so handsome and evil that it made people feel scared.
Jing Jiaren took a breath and said, "And this one, you have to take it off for us too."
She was referring to the concentric locks around her neck.
Ximen Longting had long thought that Jing Jiaren would not be so easy for him to identify. Otherwise, what else would there be to identify?
His eyes were slightly cold: "Do you think I can recognize you only based on these external reasons?"
"..."
"I have feelings, I can feel you in my body!"
So facing Leng Jiaren, he didn't even have sex!
In the past, even if Jing Jiaren had plastic surgery to look like Elizabeth, he could still recognize her...
It wasn't that he had never doubted Leng Jiaren, he just denied his doubts.
"Then give it a try?" Jing Jiaren laughed, "We will lie in two crystal coffins. Whoever you choose to open the coffin will be."
"Jing Jiaren, don't worry, I won't even make a mistake about my own woman."
Ximen Longting stretched out his fingers, the knuckles were clearly defined, and the finger on his thumb brushed her hair.
"I will prove to you that no matter how you disguise yourself, I can recognize you at a glance."
Jing Jiaren was surprised at Ximen Longting's determination...
However, Leng Jiaren is not someone else. Does she also belong to Jing Jiaren?