"What is something I don't need to know?" Jing Jiaren saw that she could no longer hide, so she simply stopped hiding and walked in openly and asked.
Ximen Longting glanced at Wilson: "Go down."
"It's the young master." Wilson saluted, "Good morning, Miss Jing, I'll go down then."
Jing Jiaren put down the food and quickly chased her out: "Wilson, what happened just now? Is it about Higashikata Toru?"
Wilson stood still and said awkwardly: "Miss Jing, you know you and I won't tell you."
"Ximen Longting has just arrived, and you completely obey him. You are indeed loyal."
"Sorry Miss Jing."
"Forget it, then you just need to answer me, is it about Dong Gong Zi Che?" Jing Jiaren knew Wilson's personality, he was stubborn, and he would not let go of anything Ximen Longting asked him not to say, even if a knife was placed on his neck.
, so I won’t waste my time.
"this……"
"Do you answer me yes or no?"
"yes."
"I know." Jing Jiaren felt disappointed. Sure enough, Dong Gong Ziche came after him. What would he say to Ximen Longting?
Just as a waiter was carrying food, he entered the room ahead of the beautiful lady...
The maid was particularly active, and her eyes were almost heart-shaped when she looked at Ximen Longting. When Jing Jiaren entered, she happened to see Ximen Longting turn over all the food with a wave of his hand.
"Get out!"
The maid was stunned, not even daring to pick up the things that fell on the ground, and ran out with tears in her eyes.
Jing Jia was calm and calm, and her guess was indeed correct. This man would always get in trouble with her every time he got angry.
"Only a fool would punish himself for the faults of others... You don't eat every time you are angry, and you abuse yourself. Ximen Longting, you are usually very smart, why can't you think clearly now?"
"You don't have to worry about my business!"
Jing Jiaren picked up her portion of pasta and said, "I made this."
Afraid that he might knock it over, she warned him in advance.
Putting the noodles on the bedside table, Jing Jiaren was thinking - it would be a difficult task to persuade Ximen Longting to eat. It was really like serving his son, even asking his grandfather to sue him when he invited him to dinner.
However, before Jing Jiaren could coax him, Ximen Longting moved to the bedside, picked up the fork, rolled a few noodles and put them in his mouth.
Jing Jiaren was ready to feed him, but when she saw how self-conscious he was, she put her hand down.
"You didn't eat yesterday, eat more."
Jing Jiaren brought a paper basket and a rag over and cleaned up the spilled things.
"What were you and Wilson talking about just now? Tohomi Toumiya is looking for you?"
Ximen Longting was leaning forward to eat noodles. His upper body was naked and his wounds were wrapped with bandages.
"Why don't you let me know? If you tell me something, we can figure it out together."
"..."
"Didn't we agree before that we would figure out a solution together if anything happens? You can't hide it from me."
Ximen Longting squeezed his fork tightly and said coldly: "Did you discuss it with me when you came down and work with me to find a solution?"
Jing Jiaren opened her mouth and choked.
"From now on, I will not interfere with any of your decisions. You can do whatever you want."
"You can't do it without being too strict." Jing Jiaren was sure that Ximen Longting's character couldn't do it.
Ximen Longting didn't answer. He swept away the last few noodles, threw his fork into the plate, and got up to get dressed.
There was a set of clean clothes beside the bed, which he probably asked Wilson to bring over.