Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Wilson sat next to Ximen Longting, and the two bodyguards also sat down.

Not just anyone can come in here, and only Ximen Longting can bring bodyguards...

"Master." Wilson reminded, handing out an exquisite gift box.

"Jing Jiaren, open it."

Ximen Longting put the box in Jing Jiaren's hands, she looked at him suspiciously, what gift had to be delivered here?

"Take it apart and see."

Jing Jiaren put it aside and said, "It will be dismantled after the awards ceremony."

"The awards ceremony will take a few hours, so let's tear it down now!"

He was very forceful, but Jing Jia was helpless, what exactly was it that had to be dismantled here?She couldn't help but wonder in her heart.

Open the bow tie, dizzy, it is actually a delicate bento box.

"There's no time for dinner, huh?" Ximen Longting knew that she was styling her hair, so there was no time to eat.

"I made this with my own hands. Love Bento."

Jing Jiaren did it for Ximen Longting at the Opera House last time, and now it's a gift in return.

Jing Jiaren's eyes widened: "Are you crazy, why don't you bring bento on this occasion?"

"It's still hot," Ximen Longting picked up the cutlery cover and opened it, and pulled out a fork, "Eat slowly while watching."

Jing Jiaren glared at him: "You're crazy, do you know what occasion this is?"

"What occasion?" Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows with a domineering expression, "Believe it or not, you made yourself hungry, and I demolished this scene."

"..."

"Jing Jiaren, if you dare to go hungry, try it!"

Jing Jiaren couldn't tell whether it was moving or something else, but a strange feeling was surging in her heart.

Eating bento in the cinema is very speechless...

Not to mention eating bento at the Golden Horse Awards ceremony!

Ximen Longting inserted an abalone dumpling into her mouth, seeing that she liked abalone dumpling for breakfast the day before yesterday, so he made a few more.

Jing Jiaren frowned and said, "I put on lipstick and makeup."

"So what I make is not greasy, eat it quickly."

"..."

"Big mouth." The meatball is not too big.

Jing Jiaren was chased back and forth by the abalone balls, which caused even more commotion, so she had to open her mouth and bite in.

Ximen Longting looked at her proudly: "Is it delicious?"

Jing Jiaren was chewing, looking around, this position is relatively remote, hoping not to be noticed.

It's a pity that Jing Jiaren didn't get what she wanted. She is one of the protagonists in this PK match, and the camera often captures her.

Ximen Longting's imperial arrogance and Leng Lintian's coquettish handsomeness were naturally not let off by the camera...

Jing Jiaren also knew that openly accepting Ximen Longting's feeding in front of Leng Lintian made him embarrassed.

But Ximen Longting was too domineering, she couldn't help it.

"That's enough, you divide the occasions!" Jing Jiaren watched Ximen Longting feed her mouthfuls one after another, feeding her with great joy.

Leng Lintian lowered his head slightly, his bangs fell messily, and his purple lips raised a sinister arc.

"The portion is not much, it's your usual food intake. Eat it!"

Jing Jiaren knows that she has caused a lot of heads...

In the eyes of outsiders, this is an extremely high-profile show of affection.

"You don't need to feed it, I'll eat it myself..." Jing Jiaren finally compromised and took the silver fork.

Ximen Longting took the towel from Wilson and slowly wiped his hands. Every movement was aloof and awe-inspiring. The arrival of the emperor was incompatible with the atmosphere in the venue.

Celebrities in the upper class are just things for people to play with, and they are just cheap actors.