Jing Jiaren took out her mobile phone, already charged it, and turned it on.
Dozens of missed calls, all from Ximen Longting...
Even though he knew she had turned off her phone, he kept calling her. Is he an idiot?
Jing Jiaren clicked on the communication history and found that there were calls every ten minutes or half an hour.
There are also text messages, Jing Jiaren clicks on them...
【Jing Jiaren, where is she?】
【Call me back and tell me you are safe!】
[Beauty, answer my call, I miss you...]
Jing Jiaren looked at each item, her eyes began to blur again, knowing that she would not reply, is there any use in sending these?
He didn't sleep all night because of her, so he was talking desperately with his cell phone...
If you didn't really care about your man, would you do this?
She couldn't guarantee that Ximen Longting would be interested in her for the rest of his life. At least for now, he was truly obsessed with her.
Taking a deep breath, she opened the notepad on her phone.
Yesterday, she saved all the people in those business cards and marked their identities and backgrounds.
There are several orders and customers have agreed on the delivery time...
It will have to be driven out within the next half month.
Jing Jiaren called over, contacted the other party's assistant, and made an appointment for negotiation. After all, she needed to communicate and negotiate to know what type of clothing the other party liked, what occasion she planned to wear it for, and what special requirements she had... and she also needed to know the other party's measurements.
Half a month, to be honest, I'm a bit pressed for time...
But it should be OK to work harder, take less rest, and sleep less.
Jing Jiaren is confident in her design... If we negotiate today, we can hand over the design drawings and finalize the plan tomorrow.
The agreed time is at 3 p.m.
Jing Jiaren took the tape measure and notepad and prepared a little to go out, but did not agree to Leng Lintian's kindness to give her a gift.
A person walked past Ximen Longting's door. Her steps seemed panicky and hurried, and her heart was twitching.
Ximen Longting shouldn't be at home, right? Why does he never have to go to work? He stays in the mansion every day...
Like an eagle dormant, always watching for its prey.
Not long after Jing Jiacai left, his intuition felt something was wrong, so he looked over when he turned the corner.
Several servants opened the wrought iron gate, and a black RV drove out of the villa.
Jing Jiaren's heart skipped a beat and almost stopped.
This man is like the King of Hell, following him everywhere...
Jing Jiaren was frozen in place. Even if she ran now, her legs would be no match for that RV.
Jing Jiaren turned cold and planned to scold him away!
The black sedan drove up in a high-profile manner, with Cheng Liang's paint reflecting in the sun, retro front end, five-door door, and luxury.
Just when Jing Jiaren thought he would stop next to her, the RV drove away from her without stopping.
Jing Jiaren stared at its back as it left arrogantly.
What should I do? What tricks is Ximen Longting playing again...
He clearly came out after seeing her, but he turned a blind eye to her.
Yesterday I confessed my love to her heartbreakingly, but today I just ignored her calmly.
Jing Jiaren shook her head. Whatever he did was his business. Wouldn't it be better not to disturb her?
Jing Jiaren left the community and saw the RV again, parked at the entrance of the community and did not leave.
As soon as Jing Jiaren sees it, it's like seeing Ximen Longting, her whole heart is in a state of unrest...
She walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi. The car parked silently from beginning to end, showing the dignity of a king.