"Give him your phone and I'll tell him."

"Miss Jing, the young master locked the door from the inside. No one can get in. I knocked on the door, but he didn't open the door..."

Ximen Longting's character is fierce, quite scary, and stubborn.

"If you knock on the door again, just say it's my phone number." Jing Jiaren bit her lower lip.

"I'll try."

Then there was the sound of Wilson knocking on the door, and the loud music was mixed with his request:

"Master, this is Miss Jing's phone number."

"Master? Master..."

"Miss Jing has something very important to tell you."

…

"Miss Jing, there is no movement."

"He refuses to open the door?" Jing Jiaren took a deep breath. She rarely called Ximen Longting. Normally, he would definitely answer the phone.

"I think the young master will return when his mood stabilizes."

Just because Leng Lintian woke up? He is so emotionally unstable?

"Well, be careful not to let him drink too much. Let him have a check-up when you return to the hospital."

Ximen Longting often drinks too much. It won't matter if he drinks too much this time. It's okay to let him vent.

Jing Jiaren was squeezed between two men and so many relatives, so she was overwhelmed.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, she was tossing and turning in bed and suddenly woke up from a nightmare. Her face was covered with tears and her pillow was soaked.

She touched her wet face and felt a tugging pain in her heart...

I can’t remember exactly what I dreamed, but I remember that it was very sad and despairing.

The feeling of heartache frightened her.

An extremely bad and strong premonition came over me. I can’t say what it was exactly, but I suddenly became very panicked and nervous. I always felt that something bad was going to happen.

She immediately rang the service bell, and the nurse arranged by Ximen Longting took turns serving her 24 hours a day.

Nurses and servants rushed over quickly: "Miss Jing, what's the matter?"

"Is Mr. Leng okay?"

"It's okay. There is a nurse on duty to keep watch, so everything will be fine."

"Go and have a look." Jing Jiaren was worried.

The nurse ran to check and came back and said, "He is really fine."

Jing Jiaren leaned on the bed. She was too nervous. Looking out the window, she suddenly trembled - Ximen Longting hasn't come back yet?

She asked the bodyguard for her cell phone and dialed Wilson's number again...

I sang the entire song on my mobile phone and no one picked up.

As time goes by, Jing Jia's heart becomes more depressed——

Finally, on the third call, the phone was connected.

Jing Jiaren relaxed slightly and said, "It's me."

"Miss Jing?"

"Why haven't you answered the phone for so long? Didn't you tell him to drink less? It's already three o'clock. As his personal subordinate, you just watch him do whatever he wants?"

The question of shelling rushed past.

"I didn't hear you just now... Miss Jing, why don't you come and take the young master back?" Wilson's voice sounded a little strange.

"Where are you? Are you still in that club?" But I didn't hear such a noisy sound anymore.

"We just came out and were in front of the club."

"Then you still want me to pick him up?"

"Okay, okay, I understand. It's okay. You should go to bed early. It's getting late." Wilson's conversation suddenly changed and he answered the question inappropriately.

"Are you coming back now?"

"Young master, there is something else," Wilson hesitated, obviously looking at Ximen Longting's face when he spoke, "I won't be going back to the hospital tonight. Good night, Miss Jing."

"Is Ximen Longting listening? Why doesn't he answer the phone?"
Chapter completed!