Jing Jiaren burst into laughter: "Did the golf course offend you?"
Ximen Longting stared at her with red eyes. Damn it, he was not joking with her.
"Believe it or not, I can bankrupt your cousin with just one phone call."
"Xin, Ximen Longting, you don't need to prove your ability to me." Jing Jiaren said in confusion, "Since you were so unhappy, why didn't you have an attack on the court just now?"
Ximen Longting snorted coldly and said nothing.
If it wasn't for the sake of her relatives... he might have endured it?
Ximen Longting found out that she didn't go to see Wen Xinnuan at all, but ran back to see Jing's father.
When he questioned her angrily, she said she was afraid that he would not get along with Jing's father and relatives here, which would make the relationship even more tense. She also said that he had a bad temper and would not restrain his anger in public.
.
Ximen Longting took her words to heart deeply...
"Okay, you said it was garlic, how could I chew it?"
"..."
"Besides, we are relatives, what does it have to do with it? Aren't you here?"
Ximen Longting frowned, and it took him a while to calm down...
Sun suddenly took out a mobile phone from his arms and clicked the recording button.
[Cousin Beauty, this should be the third time we have met. The first time you were only 6 years old, at a family dinner, and then you moved to city B with your father...]
Ximen Longting's expression changed instantly.
Jing Jiaren was speechless. What did this guy want? Is it really good to make Ximen Longting angry?
She reached out to get her phone, but Ximen Longting's big hand had already snatched it away from her.
With a sullen face, he listened to all the words in the recording bit by bit, listening to the so-called cousin's admiration for Jing Jiaren.
Ximen Longting's complexion became worse little by little!
Damn it, this man dared to miss his woman, and he did so for such a long time.
"Jing Jiaren—I knew you didn't do anything good by hiding it from me—"
Sun plucked his ears, looking like he was watching a good show.
He doesn't know why, but he likes to see the king jumping up and down in anger for the queen.
…
The next day, the sun filled the small building. This was an older apartment. Jing Jiaren turned over on the bed, opened her eyes, and saw old milky white curtains with a yellow tint.
She sat up. The sandalwood cabinets, chairs, and even the big bed were all in a very honest and old-fashioned style.
In this room, there are several large luxurious boxes placed out of place.
Two of the opened boxes contained baby supplies.
Shanel smoothed her hair and remembered that Jing's father had been discharged from the hospital and taken home.
Where is Ximen Longting? Where is Sun? Where is Little Beauty?
Jing Jiaren opened the door and walked out, smelling the aroma of food...
The apartment is not big, and it is easy to hear the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen, as well as Sun's nagging little one who likes to chatter endlessly.
"Oh king, you put too much salt!"
"Can you do it?"
"Look, look, the water is so spicy now... the food is not even tasty."
Huh? Are father and son cooking?
Jing Jiaren stood in front of the door, and sure enough she saw an older child and a younger one standing in front of the kitchen counter. Sun was short and had a small stool under his feet. While helping Ximen Longting, he stole something from the chopping board and put it in his mouth.
Eat stuffed inside.
Ximen Longting glanced over with a cold look: "Are you born in the Year of the Rat?"