Jing Jia asked the maid to move all the salutes back, but there was no personal order from Ximen Longting, and no maid dared to listen to her.

The bodyguards were also ready to escort Jing Meilin into the car and send her out of the country immediately.

"Let go of me, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving!"

"Let go of her-" Jing Jiaren's order didn't work at all, and she closed her eyes in silence, "Give me half an hour, and I'll go and convince your young master." ”

“……”

"Half an hour later, if I can't make sense, you'll take her away again!?"

The bodyguard didn't want to offend Jing Jiaren, so he had to agree embarrassedly: "It's only half an hour, and we'll send her away as soon as the time passes." ”

Jing Meilin stared at Jing Jiaren with red eyes: "If I am sent away, you know what I will do." ”

"Enough, don't threaten me!"

Third floor, living room.

Wilson was guarding the door, and when he saw Jing Jiaren coming, he was overjoyed: "Miss Jing, you are finally here." ”

Jing Jiaren lifted the corners of her lips mockingly, the last person she wanted to see was him, but Weishenme had to see him?!

Wilson reminded: "The young master is in a bad mood today, he has drunk a lot of wine, and he refuses to see anyone, I think only you can find some way to appease him." ”

"Ridiculous, what can I do?"

"Miss Jing only needs to say two good words to make the young master happy-"

When is she not amusing the devil? If you make him angry, all innocent people will suffer!

"Miss Jing, the young master is angry, you must not have a hard time with him," Wilson said uneasily, "Don't upset him." ”

"I see."

Wilson cautiously opened the door, and Jing Jiaren walked in.

A very strong smell of alcohol rushed in, and the man she hated drinking the most!

On the coffee table was a huge ice bucket with several bottles of wine waking up. There were still a few bottles of wine that had been corked, and the grim man sat on the sofa with a glass in his hand, his eyes blood-red, and he looked up.

The placket was wide open, revealing honey-colored skin.

When Jing Jiaren came in, her crimson eyes were like a leopard staring at her prey, staring at her deadly.

Jing Jiaren sighed: "That skirt was given to her by me." ”

“……”

"Did you hear that? I gave it to Jing Meilin, and it has nothing to do with her. ”

Ximen Longting's eyes flashed darkly: "I know." ”

"You know and beat her? And send her abroad? Jing Jiaren said incomprehensibly, "You have a temper and you are good at me, weishenme always attacks the people around me?" ”

Ximen Longting evoked a strange smile: "Reluctantly." ”

Jing Jiaren didn't understand for a while.

was reluctant to do anything to this woman, so he started with the people around her, tortured those people to give her a warning.

"Because I can't bear to hit you." He repeated, his voice heavy.

Jing Jiaren's heart skipped a beat, and when she saw the heartache in his eyes at that moment, she also felt her heart suffocated.

But she soon restrained herself.

He was reluctant to beat her, because he was afraid that if he hurt her, she would not be able to give him a child. If he really feels sorry for her, he will also respect her relatives and friends.

"The responsibility is mine, it has nothing to do with her, it's just a skirt, why should you be angry about such a trivial matter? Let her go! ”

"But it's just a skirt?"

Simon Longting's smile was even more bizarre. In her eyes, of course, it was just a skirt.

She could ignore his hard work and reject him as she always did.