"Ximen Longting, I also tell you, I am making this call to you as a final ultimatum - from now on, you will be a passer-by in my life! I will soon have another man with whom I will have a life that belongs to us.
My child, you are about to withdraw from the stage of history!"
Ximen Longting's voice stiffened: "What do you mean?"
"..."
"Beauty, speak, answer me - speak!" He shouted anxiously, "You can't have Leng Lintian's child, do you hear me?"
"..."
"Beauty, speak up, don't abuse me like this."
"Can't you just say you can't?" Jing Jiaren breathed tremblingly and said harshly, "I'm sorry, but I have to have a baby with him. I wish you good health. I'm hanging up the phone."
"Don't hang up... beep..."
"Jing Jiaren!...Dudududu..."
Ximen Longting's head was pounding. He clutched the phone tightly, as if he was holding on to the last straw. He dialed back, but the number was empty.
Leng Lintian used proxy software to call, but the number was empty.
Ximen Longting's mind was filled with Jing Jiaren's last words——
She said she didn't love him and she wanted to give birth to a child for Leng Lin.
Ha, she said that originally she was with him as a compromise for the sake of her children. She had never loved him.
As if he had been hit in the head, he sat slumped on the bed, but soon, he coldly growled at Wilson beside him: "What are you still doing? Find someone for me!"
Take it back before Jing Jiaren gets pregnant. As long as he allows her to have his child, there is still room for saving everything.
…
Jing Jiaren put down her phone, took a deep breath, and ignored the dull pain in her chest.
Ximen Longting's identity shouldn't really make him fall in love with anyone, and he shouldn't be tied to anyone.
"Bah bang bang." Leng Lintian crossed his legs and clapped leisurely, "Good acting. It makes people cry."
The slightly narrowed red phoenix eyes looked more and more like a cunning fox, and his smile seemed too ironic in Jing Jiaren's eyes.
"You want Ximen to disappoint you, do you want me to help you cooperate?"
"What do you want!" Jing Jiaren smelled danger.
"Your last suggestion was a good one. It gave Simon a heavy blow. Why don't we implement it and make the storm stronger?"
Jing Jiaren waved her hand vigorously, and the phone flew straight towards Leng Lintian.
He easily reached out and took it in his hand: "It's not a good habit to throw things carelessly."
At this time, the bodyguard knocked on the door and came in carrying photography equipment.
Originally, Leng Lintian planned to make a erotic movie for Ximen Longting to watch today, so as to stimulate his eyeballs. However, as soon as Jing Jiaren woke up, she attacked his dick.
Leng Lintian narrowed his eyes slightly: "This time the protagonist is injured and cannot go into battle, so we have to settle for the next best thing."
He looked at his hands: "Don't worry, I will still make you feel comfortable."
Jing Jiaren frowned: "What do you want to do?"
"Filming."
The bodyguard has set up a camera beside the bed.
Jing Jiaren anticipated what he was going to do and shouted: "You said that as long as I make this call, you will not touch me!"
"I said something like this? Why don't I remember it?" Leng Lintian said shamelessly, "I only said that you have two choices. Just because you choose the second one doesn't mean you won't choose the first one again."
Jing Jiaren saw the viciousness in his eyes and knew clearly that he was serious this time.
The bodyguard set up the equipment, quickly exited, and locked the door.