This was the first time that Jing Jiaren was treated so grandly.
"Don't change it, Master Xi has been waiting for a long time."
Master Xi?
"Beauty, my uncle usually takes good care of you. You know Master Xi, so you must say good things for the Jing family this time." Jing Huatian grasped the last straw, "You will behave better in a while, our Jing family
The life and death of our family rests in your hands."
Jing Jiaren vaguely felt something and had a bad premonition in her heart.
But she was not allowed to think too much, and she was pushed into the Jing family's living room.
This place has been arranged into a big stage, with purple tassel curtains, Bohemian carpets, and Western oil paintings that Jing Huatian can't appreciate are hung on the walls.
Because Ximen Longting is of mixed French descent, everything is based on his preferences.
Jing Jiaren saw the evil and cold man sitting on the Grand Master's chair at a glance.
They looked at each other across the layers of people.
The soft lips were raised, and the man with his usual indifference, his eyes were full of cat-and-mouse banter.
The moment I saw him...
The hotel that was suddenly bombed, Jing Tianhua's fear, and the grand banquet, everything became clear.
Jing Jiaren was stunned on the spot. She didn't expect that he would find out her life experience so quickly and chase her to City B. Was he planning this farce to embarrass and humiliate her?
"Beauty, Master Xi is waiting for you, why don't you leave?"
Jing Jiaren's feet seemed to have nails growing out of them, staring hard at the ground, and no one could pull them away.
In front of Ximen Longting, Jing Huatian couldn't be strong: "Beautiful lady, quickly perform what you are best at and let Master Xi see it."
Jing Jiaren stood still, staring at Ximen Longting with eyes filled with hatred.
He didn't care about Jing Jiaren's neglect and took the initiative to get up and come over.
Jing Meilin and others were surprised and watched helplessly as this man full of kingly aura walked towards Jing Jiaren.
Everyone could see that Ximen Longting looked at Jing Jiaren differently.
Although he is also cold, evil, arrogant and arrogant, he has a softer light.
He stood in front of her tall and handsome, his figure as majestic as a mountain.
Jing Huatian hurriedly pushed Jing Jiaren: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you salute Master Xi quickly?"
Jing Jiaren came back to her senses and said sarcastically: "So you are the so-called Young Master Xi?"
"You're surprised."
"The famous Young Master Xi has so many things to do all day long, but he actually has the leisure to visit his humble abode," Jing Jiaren sarcastically said, "You are so bored."
Everyone gasped.
Jing Huatian trembled: "Silly girl, you have a high fever? How can you speak like this to Master Xi?"
Jing Jiaren said fiercely: "I knew it was all your fault, but I didn't expect that you are so big but your mind is smaller than a needle."
The whole place is petrified.
"You think it's funny that you go to such great lengths just to get back at me?"
Ximen Longting said with interest: "It's very interesting."
"..."
"Seeing your stunned expression," he reached out to hold her chin, "I find it very interesting."
Jing Jiaren opened her chin and said, "It's a pity that you made the wrong calculation. Although what you demolished is the Jing family's property, it has nothing to do with my family."
"Jing Jiaren! Shut up!" Jing Huatian was about to faint, "Ximen... Young Master Xi, this child Jiaren must be ill and talking nonsense. She doesn't know what she is talking about now. Your Excellency,