Wen Xinnuan sat on the chair and looked at herself in the mirror like a poodle, with her hair all rolled up in strands.
"Luo Lei doesn't like me dressing up too fashionably... He said that a woman's role in the family is to support her husband and raise children, and there is no need to be like a vase."
Jing Jiaren frowned: "You are so stupid. He asked you to be your husband and raise children, but you didn't come back several times a month. Don't you know that men are lustful animals? If you want to please him, you must first satisfy his eyes."
"Well……"
"If he comes back and sees you with noodles in clear soup and two pajamas that never look fresh, who will be interested in you?"
"How do you know my pajamas are not fresh?"
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows: "I asked the maid to bring over all your luggage in the hotel. Each piece of your luggage is cartoon-like, and even the style has not changed. I asked you to pick clothes in my wardrobe, you pick it
Picking it out is also the most conservative one."
Wen Xinnuan whispered: "Wearing something too revealing makes me feel uncomfortable and shy."
"Well, then you have to start changing yourself. If you are so uninterested, don't blame men for not being interested in you."
Jing Jiaren brought the nail polish bottle.
When Wen Xinnuan was doing her hair, she helped her apply nail polish.
"In the future, you should get used to wearing nail polish and take good care of your hands."
"How am I going to cook with this?"
"Fool, you already have a servant, why do you still need to cook?" Jing Jiaren disagreed and said, "If a woman cooks a meal when she is in a good mood, he will burst into tears. Men are very mean, the more you treat him
Well, the less he takes it seriously and the more arrogant you are, the more he will come to beg for mercy."
"Is it true? It sounds like you are very experienced. I thought that loving someone means just being nice to them. I didn't expect you to have so much knowledge." Wen Xinnuan laughed, and suddenly saw a cold and evil person in the mirror.
Crazy man.
The smile on her face froze instantly, and she wanted to speak, but was frightened by the look and couldn't speak.
Jing Jiaren lowered her head and said, "Of course, your emotional intelligence has always been low, and you don't have such a good-looking face for a long time. Love also requires scheming, do you know?"
"Beauty, stop talking."
"As long as you listen to me, I promise to help you become a heartthrob."
"Beauty!" Wen Xinnuan said nervously, "He's back!"
Jing Jiaren felt a cold breath make up for it.
She raised her head and saw Ximen Longting standing gloomily in front of them.
The servants and stylists were about to salute, but were stopped by Ximen Longting's cold eyes.
Jing Jiaren looked at him silently, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Ximen Longting stared at her with a mocking look, turned around and strode away.
He's back, what's he doing in their women's dressing room? Why is he leaving again now?
Jing Jiaren put down the nail polish bottle: "Wait a minute, I'm going out."
"Beauty, don't quarrel with him. He is so strong, you can't beat him, you will get hurt."
"Don't worry, I'm different from you and I won't let anyone bully me."
If it weren't for Bill's custody issue, Jing Jia wouldn't want to face Ximen Longting at this time and take the initiative to talk to him.
When I walked to the master bedroom, I found that the lights were dark and he was not there.
There was no one in the study either...
I asked the servant and found out that he had gone out again.
Jing Jiaren ran to the terrace and looked down. The garage door opened and two large car lights emitted light.