Ximen Longting picked her up and put her on the bed, took the sketchbook on the bedside table, and opened it.

Jing Jiaren's eyes were still cold and calm, without any expression.

"I found it, is it fate?" Ximen Longting's eyes were deep, "You can't escape, Jing Jiaren, we are destined lovers."

"Destined?" Jing Jiaren curled her lower lip, but couldn't smile.

Turning to the first page of sketches, those drawings reflected her tears and love.

Ximen Longting stared at her and replied: "I don't need any future, you are my future."

Turn to the second page:

"If I smile, it must be because of you."

"..."

Page 3: "Beauty, I am always here and never leave."

"..."

Page 4…

Jing Jiaren suddenly reached out and snatched the sketchbook, tearing up a few sheets with force.

Ximen Longting's red eyes tightened and he suddenly grabbed her wrist——

Jing Jiaren clutched the sketchbook tightly, as long as he snatched it away, the remaining pictures in the sketchbook would be torn.

"Let go!"

"This is what I drew. I can tear it up if I want." Jing Jiaren exerted force and another one was broken into pieces.

Ximen Longting seemed to have his heart torn out, and he took it back fiercely. Even if it was torn, he could still fight it back.

Jing Jiaren rushed over madly, trying to hide from the sketch.

Ximen Longting pressed her shoulders and threw the sketchbook away...

Jing Jiaren's body was pressed onto the bed.

She twisted a little and then became completely still for a moment.

Ximen Longting's tall figure looked down and stared into her eyes: "Beauty, let's start over."

Jing Jiaren suddenly stretched out her knee and pushed it hard on his lower abdomen.

He neither dodges nor avoids.

She pushed her knee forward again, and then another knee...

Then, he slapped her with his hand, once and twice.

The grievances that Jing Jiaren had suppressed for a long time were released. If she didn't vent, she might really suffer from depression.

"Don't you have the strength? It's so light." Ximen Longting lowered his eyelashes, "I still owe you 48 slaps. If I finish them today, the grudges will be wiped out?"

"Crack."

"I know you are reluctant to hit me hard."

"Pah——!"

"Very good, let's fight like this," Ximen Longting laughed. "Vent out all your anger. Once you've vented it out, we'll be reconciled as before."

Jing Jiaren's hand froze suddenly. Reconciliation as before?

Ximen Longting held her hand: "Why don't you fight?"

"..."

He grabbed her hand and slapped him on the face: "I did something wrong and I deserve to be beaten. You can punish me however you want."

"Master Ximen, if I remember correctly, you sent someone to change the potion yesterday, forcing the plastic surgery to fail..."

"I want you to beg me."

"I begged, but what you gave me was humiliation and embarrassment. After you took a video like that in France, you have to show it to Leng Lintian!"

"You guys are so close, I'm very angry."

"Yes, you can humiliate me when you are angry, and you can take human life lightly..." Jing Jiaren looked at him indifferently.

Leng Lintian risked his life to save her twice, but Ximen Longting ignored her in danger and even saved the surrogate son in front of her...

She has no right to ask Ximen Longting to be kind to her and never forget him after he breaks up with her.

At least don't humiliate her or frame her like this...
Chapter completed!