Jing Jiaren took the book over, was she reading stomach cancer-related books, Ximen Longting didn't like to read them, so she had to come and read them.

It just so happens that the page is the picture book, the story of a young man who defeated stomach cancer with his perseverance and medicine.

Simon Longting stared gloomily at the atlas: "He's more handsome than me?" ”

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened: "How can there be!" ”

"He's more stylish than me?"

"Simon Longting, you are always so depraved!"

"And you're going to watch it all afternoon?"

Jing Jiaren was stunned, she just couldn't help but recall a lot of past events, not all about Leng Aofeng. It's just that his presence opens the floodgates of her memory.

As for her absent-mindedness, she was afraid that Leng Aofeng would still follow her in the shadows and wait for an opportunity to appear at any time.

To be honest, since Leng Aofeng's existence had been concealed for so long, she didn't want to be discovered by Ximen Longting at this time.

"You'd rather look at this dead ugly man all afternoon than look at me!"

Jing Jiaren was not angry: "You are wearing a cold mask, what is there to see." ”

"Don't try to change the subject, what the hell are you fugueing about." Simon Longting coldly pinched her chin, annoyed by her coldness.

"Maybe I'm too tired to take care of you these days and can't concentrate?"

"You think you can fool me with your lies." Simon Longting asked coldly, "What happened when I went to the supermarket." ”

Jing Jiaren's body stiffened slightly: "What can happen?" ”

She started to feel wrong when she came back from the supermarket......

Simon moved the computer and instructed Wilson, "Call those bodyguards." ”

"It's really nothing."

Wilson left the room and went to call the bodyguards.

Jing Jia's heart was in a mess: "I'm really just in bad spirits, and I have a little headache." ”

"I'll rub it for you." He tugged at her arm and rubbed her temple with the other.

"I don't want you to rub my head with a patient......"

Wilson came in with a few bodyguards and coughed respectfully: "Young master, I just asked for you." ”

Ximen Longting rubbed Jing Jiaren's head: "Say! ”

"Miss Jing, nothing happened." Wilson hung his head.

Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he was helping her speak. In fact, Wilson was helping Simon Longting, and he didn't want his master to be angry.

Simon Longting was so keen, pointing to a bodyguard: "You come on." ”

The bodyguard gave Wilson a complicated look, not knowing whether to say it or not.

Simon Longting whispered: "If you tell a one-word lie, I will cut you immediately." ”

The bodyguard then told him what had happened in the supermarket.

It's nothing more than Jing Jiaren asking them in a panic if any men have ever gone out......

At that time, Miss Jing described the man, a tall man of more than 1.8 meters, very handsome, and very eye-catching. It's a Chinese. ”

Jing Jiaren's small body has been completely rigid. This damn bodyguard doesn't describe it in such detail that he will die?

It's just hitting the muzzle again!

The atmosphere in the room was terrifying......

She felt like her bones were going to be broken by the hand he was holding.

The bodyguards and Wilson did not dare to come out, which was simply a precursor to the storm.

"Who is it?" His voice was extremely hoarse.

“……”

"He's the reason you've been absent-minded all afternoon?" He roared angrily, "He was the one you saw at the café that day?" ”

Jing Jiaren whispered: "You have a stomach tube inserted, don't yell nonsense." ”