"I accidentally pressed the button and played your recording..."

"So you accidentally listened to it 99 times?"

Turns out she listened to it 99 times?

Jing Jiaren didn't count, but she only knew that she listened blankly for a long time.

Jing Jiaren looked normal: "I was about to take a shower and I pressed it when I took it off. You know, it's not convenient for me to turn it off again."

"That's a bad excuse. Can you make up a better one?"

"What's better?" Jing Jiaren opened her eyes wide, "I understand. Young Master Ximen actually just wants to hear it. I can't help but listen to the recording because I miss you."

"So, do you miss me?" he asked in a cold voice.

"think."

Ximen Longting's chest suddenly felt suffocated.

Jing Jiaren then said: "As long as I look in the mirror, I will think of you. I will think of everything you did to me that night."

Ximen Longting's breath was cold and he reached out to smooth her bangs.

Jing Jiaren looked away:

"Didn't you make me hate you? I hate you, so how could I miss you?"

"..."

"I even dream about when you will chase me and take me back. Do you regret it again?" Jing Jiaren smiled bitterly, "The more I think about it, the more scared I am, and now, my worst fear has come true.

Already."

Jing Jiaren was indeed scared, and her body was convulsing slightly.

She does have nightmares every day... dreaming about Ximen Longting treating her cruelly, or dreaming about something happening to Ximen Longting...

Ximen Longting's heart ached: "Jing Jiaren, I want you to tell the truth."

"This is my truth. I know you just want a reason to take me back! Now I don't give you such a reason, so you are angry?"

He strangled her wrist forcefully: "I'll just assume that you accidentally touched the trap and saw the secret inside and outside. You're already married, why are you still wearing my ring?"

"..."

"To commemorate?" His voice was not loud, but powerful enough, "To commemorate our breakup!?"

"No, on the contrary. It's to keep yourself in mind."

"..."

"Isn't the burn scar you put on my forehead just to remind me of you when I look in the mirror? The same goes for this ring. It reminds me all the time of what I have experienced with you." Jing Jiaren

He laughed and said, "Looking at it, I will think of how happy I am now, and then I will cherish happiness."

Jing Jiaren said, taking out her right hand. On the ring finger of her right hand was the wedding ring given to her by Leng Lintian.

"The left hand is sad and the right hand is happy."

Ximen Longting's heart hurt more and more.

His face was expressionless, as cold as frost.

Jing Jiaren felt uncomfortable in her heart.

"This is what you taught me." She tried to look at him firmly, "And for me, the left hand is pain, and the right hand is happiness -"

"..."

"With comparison, I will cherish blessings more."

Her words were like a big spoon digging into Ximen Longting's heart.

So, he rushed back from France non-stop just to let her stab him again?

"Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

Jing Jiaren's cold voice echoed in the hall: "If you are satisfied, will you let me go back immediately? My husband is still waiting for me at home."

She provoked him on purpose.
Chapter completed!