"Miss Third..."

The servant's voice of greeting sounded in the yard.

Leng Xinqi walked into the hall, followed by several bodyguards carrying shopping bags.

At a glance, she saw the mess that had not yet been cleaned up: "Your masterpiece?"

Ximen Longying paused: "I'm almost bored to death."

"Are you angry with my brother again?"

"Other than him, who else dares to mess with me?" Ximen Longying sat down on the sofa coldly.

Leng Xinqi took off her big sunglasses and took the shopping bag from the bodyguard: "When I was shopping today, I saw a few sets of clothes that look particularly flattering on you. You can't wear them to express your aura - just like some men are born with

Only you can control it."

Ximen Longying is not very interested in clothes, but she is very useful to Leng Xinqi's favor.

"Although my brother is now sexually uninhibited, isn't he still tightly held in your hand?"

Ximen Longying smiled and raised her lower lip: "That's true."

A servant came over with tea: "Miss Third, Miss Ximen, have some tea."

"Call Young Mistress." Ximen Longying corrected.

"Young mistress, drink tea."

Ximen Longying took it in his hand and opened the exquisite black tea set with his slender hands: "You are so pleased with me all of a sudden. What do you want me to help you with?"

"Do I need a reason to please you? Sister-in-law!"

Ximen Longying smiled even happier, now the entire Leng family recognized her, except Leng Aofeng.

But it doesn't matter, she grabbed Leng Aofeng's three inches, not afraid that he would not give in.

"What did you buy?"

"This is from Chanel, this is from Hermès..."

Leng Xinqi introduced them one by one. They were all expensive name brands and limited editions.

He picked up the other two bags: "This is the latest flagship model launched by xm. It belongs to me - you are not interested in xm either."

"You have good taste and know my preferences." Ximen Longying took out a silk scarf and looked at it, very satisfied.

Leng Xinqi took out a brooch to help her wear it, and said complimentary words: "There is only time difference between your wedding and my brother's wedding...but Ximen and I..."

"Don't worry, Jing Jiaren can't be arrogant for long." A flash of viciousness flashed across Ximen Longying's delicate face, and she raised her face and made all the servants in the hall retreat, "Let her treat my brother first."

"Is there hope for his illness?" Leng Xinqi said patiently. How many times had she wanted to see Ximen Longting, but unfortunately...

She had been warned that if she dared to appear in front of him again, she would be prepared to be disfigured.

She stroked her face, and the image of glass shards being rubbed into her flesh one by one was still fresh in her memory.

There are still minor scars that need to be covered with makeup.

"He can't die. But Jing Jiaren won't live long."

"Have you thought of a way to deal with her?" Leng Xinqi asked, adjusting the brooch, "Do you want to kill her?"

"She should have died long ago!"

"But even if she dies, there will still be Ji Zihan!" Leng Xinqi said hopelessly.

"It's hard to say. In the past ten years, things have changed. Even if he marries 99 times, the 100th one will still be you. Your name will be engraved on his tombstone with him until he grows old. Let's see who can afford it!" Ximen Longying is graceful and luxurious!

Her smile was incompatible with her viciousness, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"Should he marry one and we kill the other?"

"We don't need to do anything, he will get tired of it... He has the most of the women that the old man forced on him. It is better to be his lover than his wife."
Chapter completed!