Early the next morning, Jing Jiaren got up to make soup.

Regardless of whether Simon Longting is willing to treat the disease or not, giving him food therapy can at least delay the deterioration of his condition.

She did it according to the dietary therapy method in the book, she knew that Ximen Longting would not eat what others made, but he would eat it more or less when she made it.

[In the afternoon, I want to go out and buy something. 】

Jing Jiaren wanted to buy a pair of shoes for Ximen Longting.

Soon, the maid came over and asked Jing Jiaren: "Miss Jing, what do you want to buy, just make a list for us." ”

Jing Jiaren picked up her phone: [It's some private items, I'm going to buy it myself.] 】

Immediately afterwards, another servant came and said:

"It's okay to go out for a walk, but it's only more than 2 hours, and the young master will send someone to protect your safety throughout the process."

Said it was protection, but in fact, it was to prevent her from going to France.

Jing Jiaren sent another message: [The soup is stewed, I'll bring it to you, remember to drink it.] 】

Ji Ziang drove the car, and the Bluetooth headset in his left ear once again came with Ximen Longting's order.

He knocked on the steering wheel coldly: "Don't let me keep talking for such a little thing early in the morning?" ”

"......" cold air.

"Since you've ignored her, wouldn't it be more convenient to reply to a message?"

"......" cold and murderous.

"Okay, I'll tell the servant."

Ji Ziang didn't expect the dignified Young Master Ximen to fall in love, and he was so naïve-

Soon, the third servant ran over and said to Jing Jiaren: "No need, you don't need to ask about his diet, he won't eat what you cook." ”

Jing Jiaren was stiff when she was serving soup.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a message again: [Unless you ask a professional chef to give you food therapy, I will be responsible for your three meals a day from now on. I don't do it in me, you eat it up to you! 】

At lunchtime.

Jing Jiaren's mobile phone received an MMS message without half a word......

It was a sumptuous table of therapeutic dishes, separated by a hand on the stone table, although she couldn't see the master, the slender hand with distinct knuckles, she recognized it as Ximen Longting at a glance. His watch was removed, and the ring ring on his ring finger was replaced by a diamond ring.

Jing Jia's heart was stunned and she enlarged the photo.

The ring looks like a wedding ring......

Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, this must have been deliberately worn by him to anger her, he was really naïve!

Jing Jiaren picked up her mobile phone and texted:

[Measure your shoulder width, arm length, and chest circumference when you have time...... I want to give you a sweater with the warmth card. 】

Again, this message has been lost.

Jing Jiaren waited for half an hour, making sure that he would not reply to himself, and packed the dishes into the thermos.

The servant shook his head and said, "The young master said that you don't need to give him the dishes you cook anymore, and he won't help hand them over anymore." ”

Jing Jiaren's fingers tightened.

Obviously, this is what Ximen Longting told Ji Ziang to do.

"By the way, the young master also said, since you are pregnant, pay more attention to your body, rest more, don't keep smoking fumes in the kitchen and stand for too long."

Jing Jiaren's hands were stiff.

Anyway, although Simon Longting refused the food she cooked, he hired a dietetic doctor and cooked more professional dishes than her......

This is indirectly forcing him to nourish his stomach.

Thinking of this, Jing Jiaren sent another message:

[In the future, you can send me pictures like this for every meal, and you have to schedule it. If you miss a meal, it means that you want to hire me as your dietitian. 】