Jing Jiaren was trembling with fear, thinking that she had heard wrongly.
Wilson whispered: "Don't Miss Jing want to taste whether the young master's blood is cold or hot? Drink it while it's hot. If you wait a little longer, it will get cold."
Jing Jiaren was shocked: "Are you kidding me?"
"Do I look like I'm joking?" Wilson said with a serious expression, "If you choose to drink this cup of blood, I will send you out of the manor early tomorrow morning..."
"..."
"Of course, if Miss Jing can't drink it, you can choose that glass of water."
Jing Jiaren shook her head and asked, "I don't understand, what's the point of doing this?"
"If Miss Jing chooses blood, the young master will drink the water. Otherwise, the young master will drink the blood."
The meaning couldn't be more clear.
If Jing Jiaren was so cruel that she could drink the blood of Ximen Longting, then he would let her go. When she left, he drank water with sleeping pills.
Then, unconscious, he can't stop her from leaving, he will let her go as she wishes...
Jing Jiaren suddenly felt a wolf light shining at her, staring at her back with chills.
Jing Jiaren turned back sharply.
In front of the guardrail on the second floor, a cold man stood there, his face with deep outlines now in the shadows, fierce and domineering, and his eyes were proudly distant.
Jing Jiaren suddenly curled up her lips and smiled. He was really going too far, too much!!!
Let her drink his blood before leaving? Then she will never forget him for the rest of her life?
"Miss Jing, have you made your choice?"
"What if I don't choose?"
"That means you give up and leave and stay voluntarily."
Jing Jiaren smiled again. She would rather die than live this imprisoned life. She was like a stranded fish, about to suffocate.
After closing her eyes hard, Jing Jiaren shouted in a low voice: "I choose!"
A few of them strode to the coffee table and picked up the cup of blood.
Ximen Longting, after drinking this cup of blood, you and I will never owe each other anything.
Jing Jiaren suddenly raised her head and raised her head.
What comes into your mouth is not the taste of blood, but the sweet and sour tomato sauce taste.
Jing Jiaren was stunned and stared at Wilson.
He sighed in a low voice: "Now that Miss Jing has made her choice, I won't keep you here. I hope you can take care of yourself after leaving the manor."
This glass of juice is just a test for Jing Jiaren——
Test whether she has him in her heart.
On the second floor guardrail, Ximen Longting's eyes were extremely desolate, and he smiled indifferently.
No matter what he does for her, even if he holds his whole heart in front of her, she will drink his "blood" without hesitation.
In the living room, the servants began to busily clean up and pay homage to Jing Jiaren.
Everything in the wardrobe, whether she had worn it or not, was folded up and stuffed into the suitcase.
Jing Jiaren said sadly: "There is no need to bring so much, it is not convenient for me at all."
"But, the young master said that these are an eyesore if you keep them, so you should take them all away!"
Get rid of everything that belongs to Jing Jiaren and completely cut her off from this woman who is not worthy of his love.
Jing Jiaren's heart throbbed hard and she said calmly: "Then throw it away. Just prepare two sets of clothes for me to change."
After arriving abroad, she will buy new clothes, throw away everything in the past, and start a new life.
The maids emptied the closets and even changed their sheets.
It seems that after she leaves, all the furniture in this room will be replaced.