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"Jing Jiaren, I promise you that nothing will happen to you."

His deep voice sounded in her ears, with a reassuring sense of certainty.

Jing Jiaren wiped the water drops from her face, her eyes were slightly red.

"You don't believe me?" His red eyes stared at her in the mirror.

Jing Jiaren tried her best to raise her lips: "No, I believe it."

They have overcome all difficulties, and they will definitely be able to overcome them this time.

"Are you leaving now?"

"You still want to stay here?"

"No... I mean, just the two of us leaving? Is Wilson still missing?" How could such a loyal servant not be there when Ximen Longting needs him most, unless...

As soon as Jing Jiaren finished speaking, a voice answered: "Miss Jing, are you looking for me?"

Jing Jiaren raised her eyes in surprise and saw Wilson standing respectfully outside the door, holding a walking stick in his hand.

The weight of his body was obviously slightly shifted towards the crutches...

The surprise in Jing Jiaren's eyes instantly turned into worry: "Wilson, your legs?"

"I'm lame." Ximen Longting hugged her and replied,

"Is it lame?" Jing Jiaren was confused, "Why is it lame? Master Ximen did it?"

"Otherwise? Who else?"

"It's too much - how could he cripple your leg!" Jing Jiaren said angrily, "Ximen Longting, you are still so calm. He is your most loyal servant, how can you not do anything at all?

Don’t care about him?”

"How should I care!?" Ximen Longting glared at her, "But you are quite concerned."

"Miss Jing..." Wilson said hesitantly, "My leg is only temporarily injured, it's not a problem."

"Temporarily?" Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief, "Isn't it a lifelong cripple?"

"no."

"That's good, it would be a pity if he limps." Jing Jiaren let go of Ximen Longting, walked over, and patted Wilson's shoulder solemnly, "You know? Where Ximen Longting is, there must be someone there.

you."

Wilson bowed respectfully.

"If you are no longer here, I think the one who will suffer the most will be Ximen Longting."

Ximen Longting said coldly: "Who is in pain? Don't let me imagine!"

Jing Jiaren glanced at him: "Even if it's not painful, you are not used to it...how many times do you think you will scream in a day?"

"Jing Jiaren, please try again!"

"He called you five times yesterday," Jing Jiaren smiled, "especially when he was concentrating on doing things..."

For example, Ximen Longting looked at the computer, picked up the empty cup and took a sip and found that there was no water. He immediately frowned: Wilson!

When he found that his pen could no longer produce ink, his first reaction was to shout: Wilson!

…

Wilson looked at Ximen Longting with slight surprise. There was a kind of joy in being needed on his face, and there was also a feeling that his duty was definitely fulfilled.

Ximen Longting glared back with a ruthless expression: "Stop talking nonsense!"

"I'm not telling you nonsense, you've obviously been thinking about him."

Ximen Longting's face turned foul: "Don't talk to me like we are lovers!"

"You reminded me like this, it seems true..." Jing Jiaren smiled and dodged Ximen Longting's big palm, "Apart from me, the one you love most is Wilson, right?"

Wilson's face stiffened in embarrassment.

Ximen Longting grabbed her arm: "If I catch you, you are dead!"

"Don't you know that proper expression is good for both of you? The relationship between master and servant is also a kind of emotion..."
Chapter completed!