Jing Jiaren picked up the water bottle and went to the water room to get a pot of hot water. She washed her face and asked the nurse for a towel and a basin.

When she came back, she wet the towel and wiped the blood stains on Leng Lintian's body...

His metal arm was dented and stained with a lot of blood. I wonder if it was his own or someone else's?

Jing Jiaren wiped it carefully...

Suddenly I found a line of English words engraved on my arm.

Jing Jiaren studied it carefully and found that it was a sentence, which roughly means:

[Please take my ashes with you and throw them out when you encounter bad people. Let me protect you for the last time.]

There are three words engraved on the back, which are Chinese: [Jing Jiaren]

Jing Jiaren's hand loosened and the towel fell to the ground.

He has always wondered why he fought so hard for her...

There is no love that comes out of nowhere. If you just like her appearance, no man will give up his life for a beautiful thing!

Jing Jiaren stared at Leng Lintian closely. He was afraid that she would touch the metal hand. Is it because it was a prosthetic limb, or because he didn't want her to see this sentence?!

What kind of emotion can be so deep that you would use ashes to protect her?

Jing Jiaren's eyes were blank, staring at Leng Lintian without turning around...

The image of him falling in a pool of blood last night, but trying his best to protect her, flashed back and forth in his mind.

…

In the early morning, countless cars left the opera house and raced on the road!

Ximen Longting was holding a love bento in his hand, his face was slightly pale, but there was an unruly smile at the corner of his mouth.

Cough cough cough.

Wilson was left behind the car and jogged down the sidewalk in pursuit of the convoy.

He really made a mistake this time. He didn't expect Jing Jiaren to come to the opera house in Master Leng's car? Such a date is really strange.

Originally, he had booked a private room at the Opera House for the young master.

As long as Jing Jiaren shows her VIP card, the waiter here specially to serve Jing Jiaren will immediately report to Wilson.

In this way, he can always know whether Jing Jiaren has gone or not...

But all night last night, I didn't receive any calls from the theater.

This morning, Ximen Longting's high fever came down. When he found out he missed the appointment, he immediately became furious!

Wilson repeatedly stated that Jing Jiaren did not go to the opera house, but Ximen Longting came anyway.

What surprised Wilson was that after calling up the surveillance video here, he actually saw Jing Jiaren coming to the theater...

If the lunch hadn't dampened Ximen Longting's anger, Wilson's head might have been torn off.

He was running hard on the road, and Ximen Longting's leisurely voice came from the Bluetooth headset on his ear:

"Check for me, where is she now?"

"Yes, Master, let's check now..." Wilson took out his cell phone.

When Ximen Longting woke up early in the morning, he asked people to break into Jing Jiaren's mansion. Jing's father said that Jing Jiaren hadn't returned home all night.

Ximen Longting came to the theater just now.

You didn’t come back all night, where are you?!

Ximen Longting carefully opened the lunch box and saw the layers of food cooked by Jing Jiaren. He picked up the heart-shaped poached eggs and put them in his mouth to taste...

Food that has gone cold does not taste good.

Besides, eggs are the worst food to keep overnight...

Ximen Longting didn't care whether there was any peculiar smell, and tasted it one bite at a time, as if it was the best delicacy.
Chapter completed!