What about Ximen Longting? He just left Wilson and STAR in the hands of the East Palace so comfortably...
It was good to have Wilson take care of STAR, but Jing Jiaren owed even more to this forgotten second son.
While his mind was wandering, Mr. Ximen had already made his wish and blew out the candles.
The moment the room became dark, the servants lit the lamp again.
The bright lights in the sky lit up...
Several servants held lighters and were preparing to light all the candles.
A tall figure stood at the door, a completely opposite, lonely figure.
Several servants saluted: "Master."
Jing Jiaren paused slightly and almost lost her grip on the pastry knife in her hand.
Ximen Longting...is back?
How could it happen at this time?
Ximen Longting's gloomy face stood coldly and lonely in the distance, his thin eyes staring at the joyful laughter here, and the corners of his mouth curled up in laughter.
Ha, when he was so angry, no one cared about him...
Everyone gathered around Ximen Fenglie to celebrate his birthday.
The son is like this, and the wife is like this. Who is he?
Who the hell is he——!!!
Jing Jiaren handed the pastry knife to the servant, stood up and walked towards Ximen Longting.
His eyes were unusually red and his face looked strange.
Just as he lit the candle, the surroundings became dark and he couldn't see anything, so he didn't even notice his presence.
Well, he was probably watching the whole process.
Ximen Longting stood like a sculpture, looking at Jing Jiaren who was approaching, the ridicule in his eyes slowly turned into an unprecedented frustration!
He devoted his life to the woman he loved and the family he worked hard to maintain...
Why was it so easily snatched away by Mr. Ximen?
To put it nicely, I gave him the right——
This right originally belonged to him. When Grandpa Ximen passed away, it was his. According to the traditional rules of the Ximen family, half of this right should have been his.
He just wants to return what belongs to him, and he still needs to shed tears of gratitude?
Jing Jiaren was in a nervous mood. What she feared most happened: "Have you been drinking?"
You can smell the strong smell of alcohol from a few meters away.
I thought he was flying back to China to find JANE's grave, but who knew he actually ran out to get drunk.
Fortunately, I decided to come back at this time!
"I drank!" Ximen Longting sneered coldly, "Yes, I just drank."
"..."
"And I'm so drunk now that I can get drunk as much as I want!"
How can a drunk person say such things...
"I know you are not drunk, and I also know that you are very angry when you see this scene."
They don't care whether he is in a mood or not! Even if he is angry to death outside, they don't bother to care!
"Jing Jiaren, even you can't stop me!" Ximen Longting's eyes were filled with fire. He wanted to rush forward, smash the cake, destroy all the happy birthday decorations, and pour longevity noodles on Ximen Feng.
"It's just tonight. I don't care after tonight. It's up to you. All this is prepared by my son. Don't set a bad example in front of him!"
Don't be disrespectful to Master Ximen in front of your son.
"Ximen Longting, please let me beg you."
Jing Jiaren will celebrate this birthday for Mr. Ximen because she knows that Ximen Longting will not let him go... If she can do something, she will do something.