Just like that, she talked to Simon Longting on the phone, of course, she didn't forget her business.

Put the sample of the scanned drawings into her mailbox, and find the artwork of the Heart of the Deep in Simon Longting's folder.

At this time, I found that he had a folder with love subtitles written on it, and when I clicked on it, it was all photos of Jing Jiaren.

I didn't expect him to save so much......

Including the memoirs he created for her, his daoqian thin on her personal homepage.

There are also many masterpieces that Jing Jiaren secretly photographed without his knowledge......

Many, many of her, all kinds of her.

Jing Jiaren's heart was full of emotion, and she hoped that there would be more and more of them and their children in this folder.

"Okay, I'm going to copy the photos from my phone into your computer, I'm going to hang up." Jing Jiaren said reluctantly.

"You dare to hang."

"You're coming back soon, what's the matter?"

"Hang for five minutes."

"Five minutes is not enough time ......"

"Ten minutes."

Jing Jia didn't waste time on disputes, and hung up the phone immediately. She first called the servant of the Leng family, asked the maid to write down her email name and password, and then asked the housekeeper to transfer it, asking him to find a way to make a fake Deep Heart Gem.

After all, Ximen Longting has not seen the real heart of the deep sea......

You should be able to get by, right?

Just after the end of the call, Ximen Longting's phone called, and asked coldly: "I just dialed it and it was busy, who are you calling?" ”

"Probably the signal is not good, I'm guiding the data."

"Jing Jiaren-"

"What's the matter?"

"Open the door!"

Jing Jiaren happily walked out of the room to open the door for Ximen Longting, and saw him carrying a large bag and a small bag, with a stinky face.

"How did you buy so much breakfast?" Jing Jiaren crossed him and saw that the bodyguards who were following him were also carrying a lot.

"Let you eat enough at once," he said coldly, "until you vomit, and next time you won't send me so far away to buy breakfast." ”

"If you want to buy breakfast, you will play with me......"

Jing Jiaren wanted to help him pick up some bags, but he didn't let her touch them, so he walked straight to the sofa and piled them on the coffee table.

Soon, the coffee table was piled up into a small mountain, should he have bought all the breakfast in that breakfast shop?

"Come here, have breakfast!"

Compared to the warm atmosphere here.

In France, in the spacious reception hall, Ji Zihan sat on a brown French sofa and looked at the overly luxurious decoration around him.

The big screen opposite the couch suddenly lit up.

According to the corner of the majestic study......

The figure sat in a rotating chair with his back to the screen.

He exudes a cold and sharp air, holding a Persian cat in his hand, stroking lazily.

"I heard a rumor that Miss Ji is going to regret her marriage?"

A steady voice came from the screen, with a hint of chilling coldness.

Ji Zihan was also in awe and fear of Master Ximen, and said hesitantly: "I know that I am very rash on this trip, but this is the only thing I can do for Ximen." I love Simon very much, but the person he loves is not me, and I want him to be happy. ”

"Happiness?" He read those two words. Both of these words seemed to be shrouded in a terrible haze by him.

"So I'm willing to take the initiative to quit and fulfill Ximen and Miss Jing."

“……”

"I hope Simon's stomach cancer can be cured."