"That cup is the young master's blood."

Jing Jiaren was full of anxiety and looked frightened, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

Wilson whispered, "Doesn't Miss Jing want to taste whether the young master's blood is cold or hot?" Drink it while it's hot, wait a little longer and it will be cold. ”

Jing Jiaren thundered: "Are you kidding me?" ”

"I look like I'm kidding?" Wilson had a serious look on his face, "If you choose to drink this cup of blood." I'll send you out of the manor early tomorrow morning......"

“……”

"Of course, if Miss Jing can't drink it, she can choose that glass of water."

Jing Jiaren shook her head and asked, "I don't understand, what's the point of doing this?" ”

"If Miss Jing chooses blood, the water will be drunk by the young master. Otherwise, the blood will be drunk by the young master. ”

The meaning couldn't be clearer.

If Jing Jiaren is a wolf and can drink the blood of Ximen Longting, then he will let her go. As she left, he drank water with sleeping pills.

Then, he can't stop her from leaving, he will let her go as she wishes......

Jing Jiaren suddenly felt a wolf light shoot at her, staring at her back with a chill.

Jing Jiaren turned her head sharply.

In front of the guardrail on the second floor, a cold man stood there, his deep face now in the shadows, domineering, and his eyes were proudly distant.

Jing Jiaren suddenly pulled her lips and smiled, he was really excessive, very excessive!!

Let her drink his blood before leaving? So she won't forget him for the rest of her life?

"Miss Jing, have you made a good choice?"

"What if I don't choose?"

"That's when you give up and leave and stay voluntarily."

Jing Jiaren laughed again, she would rather die than live this life of captivity again, she was like a stranded fish, about to suffocate.

Closing her eyes vigorously, Jing Jiaren shouted in a low voice: "I choose!" ”

A few strode up to the coffee table and picked up the cup of blood.

Simon Longting, after drinking this cup of blood, you and I will break off our righteousness, and we will not owe each other.

Jing Jiaren raised her head sharply and fell away.

Instead of the taste of blood, it is the sweet and sour taste of ketchup.

Jing Jiaren was stunned and stared at Wilson.

He sighed in a low voice: "Since Miss Jing has made a choice, I won't keep you anymore." I hope you leave the manor and behave for yourself. ”

This glass of juice is just a temptation for Jing Jiaren-

Tempt her to see if there is him in her heart.

On the guardrail on the second floor, Ximen Longting's gaze was extremely desolate, and he smiled indifferently.

No matter what he does for her, even if he holds his whole heart in front of her, she will not hesitate to drink his "blood".

In the living room, the servants began to be busy cleaning up for Jing Jiaren.

The things in the closet, whether she wore it or not, were all folded and stuffed into the suitcase.

Jing Jiaren said abruptly: "You don't have to bring so much, it's not convenient for me at all." ”

"However, the young master said that staying here is also an eyesore, let you take them all!"

Clear all the things that belong to Jing Jiaren and cut her off completely. This woman who is not worthy of his love.

Jing Jiaren's heart throbbed hard, and she said lightly: "Then throw it away." Just prepare me two sets of clothes for a change of clothes. ”

When she arrives abroad, she will buy new clothes, and she will also throw away everything in the past and start a new life.

The servants emptied the wardrobes and even changed their sheets.

It seems that after she leaves, all the furniture in this room will be changed.