How could he understand her painstaking efforts.

Jing Jiaren smiled bitterly, although Ximen Longting won that round, but what about the next round? She couldn't bear to see Ximen Longting take another blow.

Suddenly, the air felt extremely oppressive, and she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Jing Jiaren opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked outside to the open air.

The night sky was filled with rain and there were two huge thunders from time to time.

Jing Jiaren vaguely seemed to hear the sound of a quarrel next door...

She must have heard wrong.

At this moment, the patio door next door opened suddenly, and a lonely figure came out, holding a wine bottle in his hand.

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened in surprise.

Ximen Longting also saw her in an instant, with a pair of bloody red eyes like a wolf in the rainy night...

There is always a red thread between them, which can be seen anywhere.

Or is it the so-called telepathy?

Ji Zihan's voice sounded in the room: "Ximen, you are injured, you have to apply medicine."

heavy rain.

"It's raining outside, come in."

Flashes of pale lightning.

"Ximen, you can't drink..." Ji Zihan's footsteps were coming this way.

"Go away." Ximen Longting said one word cleanly.

Ji Zihan stopped.

She knew that she couldn't bother Ximen Longting anymore at this time, but he had been beaten so many times today and his injuries were very serious. She was really worried about him, so she went above and beyond...

Ji Zihan bit her lip in silence: "Then...I'm going out, you wipe it yourself?"

Ximen Longting leaned on the railing with one hand and took a deep sip of wine.

Just when he was about to walk into the room, Jing Jiaren suddenly stopped him: "Wait!"

"..."

"I have something to ask Master Ximen for help." Jing Jiaren clenched her fists, but she was helpless.

Jing's mother's condition is now only supported by Ximen Longting.

Ximen Longting's tall figure swayed slightly and said in an extremely mocking tone: "Help? Did I hear you correctly?"

Jing Jiaren's attitude was humble: "Yes..."

"It's rare that Mrs. Leng still needs my help with something."

Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip: "Only you can help me with this matter."

Ximen Longting leaned against the door and turned back with a cold expression.

His eyes were filled with disgust for her...

Jing Jiaren knew that she had messed up the matter again. Why did this matter have to involve Ximen Longting? If possible, she would prefer to go to Mr. Ximen.

But she still can't even see Mr. Ximen's face.

She was afraid that rushing over rashly would make the situation worse.

"I told you by the river in the afternoon that my mother is Mr. Ximen's substitute lover. Her illness can only be cured by Mr. Ximen," Jing Jiaren said quickly, "but the problem is that now my mother regards you as young Ximen."

Master, can you help?"

Ximen Longting was too lazy to listen and was about to enter the house.

Jing Jiaren pursued, "Young Master Ximen, just think of me as begging you."

Ximen Longting's footsteps froze, and only half of his figure was outside.

"Mrs. Leng, your request is worthless in my eyes now!"

"You are so generous... you can save my mother's life just by doing it. I will be forever grateful to you."

Ximen Longting laughed even more wildly: "Your thanks are meaningless to me."

"I admit that there are many places where I feel sorry for you...but those are all in the past."
Chapter completed!