"Now that the counterfeiter has been caught, nothing will happen to our son!"
"But……"
"I also want to save him, and I will think of a way. I don't have a better way in the current situation." Ximen Longting held her shoulder. It was one of the results he expected that things would turn out like this.
Facts have proved that you can't be too lucky and you can't put your hopes in others.
"This time it was my lack of thinking that led to this result! If there is a next time, I will definitely think carefully!"
Jing Jiaren shook her head: "You only give us half a month, and there is no other way for you to do anything except trust Miyako Huabo once."
"..."
"Ximen Longting, I don't blame you at all for what happened this time. I don't want to put pressure on you."
Her eyes with thick eye shadow look unusually big, and her heavy makeup also gives her a special charm.
"If you really want to blame it, you should blame me!"
If she hadn't insisted on going to the amusement park, and if she hadn't been so careless and had the tracker placed on her by Jing's mother, they wouldn't have been captured at all!
"Now is not the time for accountability!"
"Then we are leaving soon?"
"Wait a little later, wait until everyone is asleep!" Ximen Longting ran his hand through her hair, "Wait until you vent your anger."
Angry in your heart?
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, watched him take out his mobile phone, coldly pressed numbers and put it to his ear:
"Are you ready? Bring her here!"
Jing Jiaren hugged him, touched his face with her slender hands, and raised a smile.
She knew who the "she" he was talking about was...
Soon, Wang Yingying was led by a collar, kneeling on all fours, and walking on her knees, like the meanest dog.
Her short hair was messy and hanging down, her face was tattooed with a clown face, and the corners of her mouth were painted very red...
Of course, Jing Jiaren knew that this was not the effect of makeup, but...
Ximen Longting took her hand and sat on the king's chair, pulled her on his knees and held her in his arms.
"Jing Jiaren, watch the show."
An animal trainer wearing a tuxedo stood on the stage and directed Wang Yingying to perform various humiliating movements.
Although there was resentment in her eyes, she had to compromise again and again.
Jing Jiaren found that Wang Yingying's demeanor was a little crazy, and her eyes were a little stupid, as if she was occasionally awake and sometimes confused.
Seeing this, her overflowing sympathy started again.
Wang Yingying is certainly hateful, to get such a result...
Still too tragic.
"Woo, ah... ah..."
Suddenly Wang Yingying seemed to be conscious and was about to rush towards Jing Jiaren.
The stage was far away, and before she could even rush off the stage, the chain around her neck held her tightly.
Wang Yingying shouted in pain, but could not make a sound.
A chill ran down Jing Jiaren's back. She grabbed Ximen Longting's hand and asked, "What's wrong with her?"
"Making compensation for her past willfulness."
"She couldn't speak, so you cut her vocal cords?"
Ximen Longting smiled evilly: "It's worse than this."
Still miserable!?
"Tongue cut?"
"almost."
It turned out that Ximen Longting had several tongue rings put on her tongue, so that she could only scream in pain but could not make a sound.
Ximen Longting seemed to be stroking her hair gently, and his eyes were very gentle, but there was a fierce light in his eyes: "If she scolds you, I will make her speechless."