Jing Jiaren is an informed and interesting person, if Ximen Longting really hates her and doesn't want her, she will naturally not be annoying and sticky......

But she knew that she was the only hope that Simon Longting was willing to go for surgery.

She couldn't give him up:

"Simon Longting, what are you suspicious of?"

“……”

"Whether you told me or not, I know now, when are you going to pretend?"

“……”

"Simon Longting!?"

Jing Jiaren's hands and feet were cold, and she had never been so sad.

Simon Longting turned on the computer, called up the automatic recording of the monitoring and looked at it quickly, his face was cold.

"Don't look at it...... Jing Jiaren rushed over to grab his mouse, "You have to go for treatment, you know?" ”

“……”

"Your illness is all because of me, and it was I who caused you to become like this." Jing Jiaren tugged at his sleeve, "If anything happens to you, I won't have a good time in my life." ”

Ximen Longting threw away her hand and continued to fast-forward with the mouse, his expression insensitive to it.

The white light of the computer hit him in the face......

She felt like he had never been so far away from him.

"Simon Dragon's Thunder ......"

"Shut up," he pressed his head in pain, "you're noisy, get out of here!" ”

Jing Jia's heart trembled, turned around and walked to the window, pushed open the window and looked at the hazy sky outside the window, gasping for breath.

From last night when she learned about Simon Longting's condition to now, she doesn't know how many times she has shed tears.

Useless tears soaked her eyes so sour.

She didn't know where tomorrow would be, and for the first time she lost faith in being alive......

Happiness is so out of reach for her.

She had to be strong: "Look slowly, in fact, you didn't say anything last night, I'll go down and cook you a bowl of decanting soup." ”

Jing Jiaren said in a hoarse voice, but Ximen Longting didn't look at her, nervously controlling the computer.

Jing Jiaren smiled bitterly, did he still have any ulterior secrets that he was afraid of being heard by her......

He was so nervous about what he said last night.

Even she knew that he was cancerous, what could be more shocking?

Jing Jiaren walked out of the room in silence and accidentally kicked a foot.

The maid squatted in the doorway and fell asleep, and it was the first aid kit that she was sitting on.

Jing Jiaren avoided it and went downstairs.

She was familiar with everything in this villa, and walked to the kitchen with ease.

In addition to making decanting soup, Jing Jiaren also made a bowl of pasta, poured sorry on it with tomato sauce, and surrounded it with a heart.

I'm sorry she never trusted him;

I'm sorry she never stood by his side when he needed her;

I'm sorry she never responded to his emotions;

I'm sorry she broke his heart, didn't find out about his condition early, and became a person who knows;

I'm sorry......

Jing Jiaren lowered her moist eyelashes, remembering that in this room at that time, Ning Jing Hao would let Ximen Longting eat on time every day, take medicine, and make some warm food for his stomach problems.

How failed she was, not even as good as a strange woman.

Jing Jiaren went out with a tray and saw that the stairs to the corridor on the second floor were full of servants and bodyguards......

Jing Jiaren's intuition was not good: "What happened?" ”

"The young master is furious and wants to punish Lord Wilson!"

Did he finish watching that surveillance video? He guessed Wilson did it?!

A gunshot rang out.