Simon Longting turned the swivel chair over and said in an eerie voice, "You go out." ”

Wilson had no choice but to go out, stay at the door, and listen to the movements inside, just in case.

Jing Jiaren looked at the messy papers, and she didn't have a place to put her feet. So as he walked, he picked up the documents on the ground one by one.

Pick them all up, put them together, and put them on the table.

Jing Jiaren walked up to Ximen Longting at this time: "I heard that you are in a bad mood." ”

Ximen Longting's eyes were empty and blank, staring at the raging storm outside the window.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and the white light flashed on his face, which was a little heart-wrenching.

Jing Jiaren's gaze fell on his right hand, and sure enough, there was a wound on the back of his hand that was cut by glass.

Jing Jiaren felt heartache: "What's wrong with you?" Is it because the child is upset? ”

Child, these two words stab~ provoked Simon Longting's body to stiffen.

"Didn't you comfort me last night, we have a second, third, and fourth ......" Jing Jiaren's heart also tingled when she thought of the child, but seeing Ximen Longting like this, she was even more sad, "Today is a new day." ”

She reached for his right hand.

Suddenly, he moved his wrist and forcefully opened her hand.

Jing Jiaren's hand was in hot pain, she didn't blame Ximen Longting for being angry, she just blamed herself more.

"I promise you, when I get well, we will have a new child soon."

“……”

"Your hand hurts, why don't you deal with it." Jing Jiaren stood up and prepared to ask the maid to bring the medicine box.

But after only a few steps, he said in a gloomy voice: "Why can't you go on, just leave?" ”

"What am I playing?"

"Bitter love drama."

Jing Jiaren turned back in confusion.

Simon Longting shook the swivel chair over, and his handsome face was particularly deep in the shadows: "I was almost deceived by your acting skills, if you go to acting, you should win the best Oscar actress." ”

His voice was calm.

It should be said that it is the dead silence after despair.

He didn't question her angrily and torture her like before, because this time, Jing Jiaren really hurt him very badly.

Even a trace of Zuihou's domineering spirit was polished by her, like a wolf lying on the ground and gasping, although his eyes were shining with a fierce light, there was no trace of lethality.

"I don't understand what you're saying." Jing Jiaren shook her head.

Ximen Longting took out the mobile phone and threw it hard, landing right in front of her feet.

"This mobile phone was asked for by the nurse surnamed He in order to learn Jing Meixue's whereabouts." Jing Jiaren knew that he was about to misunderstand again, "I didn't tell you, because I was afraid that you wouldn't allow me to contact Jing Meixue, so I secretly hid it." ”

Simon Longting pulled his lips and smiled.

Laughing and applauding.

Jing Jiaren felt that the applause was so ironic: "You don't believe me." ”

"You forgot to delete the text message." He reminded, "Otherwise, how could I not believe your wonderful performance last night?" ”

Sms?

When did Jing Jiaren receive a text message, could it be from the newspaper?

Jing Jiaren picked up her mobile phone and saw a few messages in the text message box, and her head instantly exploded - she was framed.

"Ah Leng." Ximen Longting looked at her with a low smile, his red pupils were cold and gray, "What an affectionate name." ”

Leng Lintian?

"What a thoughtful Jihua."

"This mobile phone was given to me by Leng Xinqi, so she did it!" Jing Jiaren shook her head and said, "I haven't contacted Leng Lintian!" ”