"I'm asking you something." Ximen Longting took her shoulder and asked her to face him, "What are you hiding from me? If you give me the evidence, I will certainly give you justice."
"I have nothing to say to you."
"Don't be angry with me."
"Miss Jing, the young master also has his own situation and difficulties." Wilson helped, "You should also be considerate of the young master."
She understands him, but who will understand her?
When she was most desperate and needed him, he would always be the first man to push her away. He would never stand by her side.
Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip. If he didn't believe her, she wouldn't believe him either.
Who knows whether this man, who is as gentle as water with you at one moment, will be as ferocious as a leopard at the next moment.
He had treated her in this capricious manner so many times that she was tired and almost going insane from being tortured by him.
"I will give you justice." Ximen Longting darkened his eyes and made a promise.
Jing Jiaren looked up at him: "It's not about giving it back to me, it's about giving it back to your own child."
Even if it was really found out, she didn't believe that Ximen Longting would really deal with her own sister and the third lady of the Leng family for her.
Maybe before that, she had been killed by Ximen Longying.
No, Ximen Longying would not kill her yet. How could she almost forget that they wanted to trade her for Leng Aofeng's safety.
So, this time I attacked the child, not her...
The servant brought the porridge, but Jing Jiaren refused to drink it.
She wasn't in the mood and didn't want to be in the mood to eat.
Ximen Longting personally brought the porridge to feed her, but Jing Jiaren almost knocked it over rudely.
Disappointed with Ximen Longting, she almost lost her life... She used her life to tell him who the murderer was, but in the end he killed the chicken to scare the monkeys and used the harmless He Waner and He Xiuer to deal with her.
"You've been sleeping all day and all night," Ximen Longting stirred the porridge, "Drink some, don't be hungry."
“It’s not your belly that’s hungry!”
"Don't you want to slap me? How about taking a sip and letting you slap me?"
"...?!"
"The premise is that you wait until your hand gets better." Ximen Longting said in a surprising way.
Jing Jiaren almost thought she heard it wrong. What drama was he singing in now?
There is no child anymore, so why should he please her and be nice to her?
Are you afraid that she will die——
What value does she have? In exchange for Leng Aofeng? This should not be something Ximen Longting should worry about. He has no relationship with Leng Aofeng.
"What are you looking at me for?" Ximen Longting reached out and touched her face. Two days ago, he was shouting about losing weight. In the past two days, she suddenly became thin and haggard. "You'd better look better if you were plumper."
Jing Jiaren forcefully opened his hand.
There was a snap, but the palm of my hand hurt again.
Ximen Longting put down the spoon, grabbed her hand, and saw a touch of blood coming out of the bandage.
Damn it, she kept moving and the wound opened.
"Drink the porridge first, and I'll help you change the dressing after you finish it." Ximen Longting scooped up the porridge, blew it lightly, and fed it to her.
"If you want to eat, you can eat it yourself." Jing Jiaren collapsed, turned around and went to sleep, "I'm tired, please all go out."
One moment he treats her as a treasure, the next moment he treats her as a piece of grass.
What exactly do you want by torturing her over and over like this...
Is it really fun to play with her true feelings?
Next, Ximen Longting used both soft and hard tactics, coercing and tempting, coaxing and being cruel.