"By the way," Jing Jiaren reminded, "since we have a cooperative relationship, you'd better put away your eldest lady temper in front of him in the future and behave like sisters with me."
Jing Meilin said disgustedly: "With you? Pretend that I'm disgusted."
"Don't get me wrong. I want to mention your name in his ears more often and think of opportunities to bring you with me. If our relationship is bad, normal people will be suspicious, right?"
That makes sense.
Jing Meilin frowned: "I'll try my best..."
"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the room and change clothes."
"Wait a minute!" Jing Meilin said enthusiastically, "I heard from Daddy that Master Xi is of French descent. He probably doesn't like Chinese breakfast. He didn't touch the noodles you made, right?"
"You are so attentive, you have observed all this." Jing Jiaren said with a sarcastic look on her face.
“What should I do if I’m starving if I don’t eat breakfast?”
Ha, even if all the people in the world starve to death, Ximen Longting will not starve to death.
"So what do you mean?" Jing Jiaren guessed her thoughts again.
"My cooking skills are first-rate...I will bake some cakes and snacks later and want to give them to him." She looked eager to try, and she really didn't want to waste a second.
Jing Jiaren agreed: "You go ahead and do it, and I will help you introduce it."
After leaving Jing Meilin's room, Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that Jing Meilin is serious this time. What does she see in Ximen Longting? Power? Money?
All in all, this is not a bad thing.
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Half an hour later.
Jing Jia and Jing Meilin came out of the snack room side by side. They were talking and laughing, which shocked everyone in the Jing family.
Ximen Longting was not found in the back garden or front yard. I wonder where he went?
Later, after asking the servants, it turned out that Ximen Longting had been hungover all night, and Jing Huatian had vacated the master room, tidied it up, and let him rest.
"Going to bed at this time?" Jing Jiaren snorted. It was rumored that Ximen Longting was too busy to spare a second, but in fact, he was idle all day long and did not do his job properly.
"The snacks won't taste good when they're cold." Jing Meilin said deliberately, "It's our first time working together. You won't just give up when you encounter a little difficulty, right?"
"Wait for me in the restaurant."
Jing Jiaren went to the master room alone.
Jing Meilin looked at her back and thought: It would be best if Jing Jiaren could ask Ximen Longting to come over and eat her cooking, so that Ximen Longting could taste her superb cooking skills and understand how meaningless people like Jing Jiaren are.
——Can’t even cook a bowl of noodles! But you have some attention and affection for her, right?
If Jing Jiaren can't call Ximen Longting, it must be because Master Xi doesn't want his sleep to be disturbed. Jing Jiaren's behavior just offends Ximen Longting, which is not bad.
Why doesn’t Jing Jiaren understand Jing Meilin’s little plan?
Who dares to make a sound when a man like Ximen Longting is sleeping? How can he get up just by asking him?
However, making Ximen Longting hate herself was also her purpose.
Sure enough, Wilson and two followers were guarding the door of the master room. When they saw Jing Jiaren coming, they immediately stopped her:
"Miss Jing, the young master is resting inside."
"I know, I'm just here to wake him up."
Wilson seemed to have heard a fantasy: "Miss Jing, please don't be rude."