Ximen Longting called Wilson's name loudly, and Wilson who was guarding the door immediately opened the door and came in: "Master?"

Ximen Longting's face was extremely gloomy: "Who brought her here?"

"Today is the young master's birthday. I hope someone can accompany you..."

"What a courage!"

"..."

"How dare you interfere in my personal affairs?"

Ximen Longting's eyes were red, and he threw Jing Jiaren away. Jing Jiaren didn't stand firm, stepped on the photo frame on the ground, and fell to the ground.

Wilson stood there, letting Ximen Longting punish him.

Ximen Longting was silent for a moment and smiled coldly. Accompanying?

"Tell me, how can you accompany me?" He looked at her condescendingly.

The skirt that [Jing Jiaren] wore on her was an eyesore to him no matter what.

He bent down slightly, grabbed her dress and tore it hard...

There was a sound of fabric tearing, and Wilson lowered his head, not looking at this scene.

Ximen Longting ripped Jing Jiaren's dress into strips with three or two blows!

"With this despicable body of yours?" He stared at her snow-white skin, "Or with this despicable face?"

Jing Jiaren looked away: "It was your men who captured me...let me go back!"

"You don't want to come, why are you here dressed like this and wearing a mask to seduce me?" He curled his lips and smiled sinisterly.

"It's all your people who forced me to do it..."

"Why, your husband can't satisfy your sexual desire while lying in bed, so he thinks of me?" His shadow enveloped her, "The experience that day made you feel good?"

Jing Jiaren's lips trembled: "You don't understand Chinese?"

"Since you think so, I don't mind satisfying you."

He grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

Jing Jiaren struggled hard: "Let me go!"

Ximen Longting half hugged her, walked to the desk in a few strides, swept away the stacked books with a wave of his hand, and placed her on the table.

Ximen Longting's eyes were slightly drunk as he untied his belt. Jing Jiaren's hands fumbled around behind him and found an ashtray.

"Don't touch me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude..."

"..."

"Go away!" Jing Jiaren raised her hand, and he strangled her wrist so hard that the ashtray fell to the ground.

She didn't really want to hit him with the ashtray, she was just scaring him.

"I'm leaving the country in a few days..." Jing Jiaren shouted in desperation, "I was going to leave right away, but after that day I got sick... very sick, and the doctor said I can't travel around!"

"..."

"Don't worry, as long as you let me go, I will leave China immediately."

[I will leave China immediately...]

When Jing Jiaren said this, her expression instantly overlapped with that of the past [Jing Jiaren].

Ximen Longting looked at her gloomily, he had been having a strange dream these days!

I dreamed that Jing Jiaren turned into Elizabeth for a while, and then changed back again.

The appearance of "Elizabeth" caused his heart that had been silent for more than three years to stir up waves again...

These two women can't stop appearing in his mind at the same time, alternating back and forth.

Even if he drinks and numbs himself with alcohol, it can't stop his thoughts.

Not allowing himself to betray, he vented all his hatred on "Elizabeth"...

But now, this damn woman actually dares to come here to die!
Chapter completed!