"That cup is the young master's blood."

Jing Jiaren was trembling all over, with a look of horror on her face, thinking that she had heard wrong.

Wilson said in a low voice, "Miss Jing wants to taste whether the young master's blood is cold or hot? Drink it while it's hot, or it will cool down after a while."

Jing Jiaren thundered: "Are you kidding me?"

"I look like I'm joking?" Wilson said with a serious expression on his face, "If you choose to drink this cup of blood, I will send you out of the manor early tomorrow morning..."

"..."

"Of course, if Miss Jing can't drink, she can choose that glass of water."

Jing Jiaren shook her head and asked, "I don't understand, what's the point of doing this?"

"If Miss Jing chooses blood, the young master will drink the water. Otherwise, the young master will drink the blood."

The meaning couldn't be more clear.

If Jing Jiaren is a wolf and can drink Ximen Longting's blood, then he will let her go.As she went, he drank water with sleeping pills in it.

Then, he who is unconscious can't stop her from leaving, he will let her go as she wishes...

Jing Jiaren suddenly felt a wolf's light shooting at her, staring at her back with chills.

Jing Jiaren turned her head abruptly.

In front of the guardrail on the second floor, a cold man stood there, his face with deep contours appeared in the shadows, fierce and domineering, and his eyes were proudly distant.

Jing Jiaren suddenly rolled her lips and smiled, he was really too much, too much! ! !

Let her drink his blood before leaving?So she will never forget him for the rest of her life?

"Miss Jing, have you made a choice?"

"What if I don't choose?"

"That means you give up leaving and stay voluntarily."

Jing Jiaren laughed again. She would rather die than live this life of captivity again. She was like a stranded fish, about to suffocate.

Closing her eyes hard, Jing Jiaren shouted in a low voice, "I choose!"

After a few strides, he walked to the coffee table and picked up the cup of blood.

Ximen Longting, after drinking this cup of blood, there will be no debt between you and me.

Jing Jiaren raised her head abruptly, and threw herself away.

Instead of the taste of blood, it tastes like sweet and sour tomato sauce.

Jing Jiaren stared at Wilson in a daze.

He sighed in a low voice: "Since Miss Jing has made a choice, I won't keep you anymore. I hope you can take care of yourself after you leave the manor."

This glass of juice is just a test for Jing Jiaren——

To test whether she has him in her heart.

On the guardrail on the second floor, Ximen Longting's eyes were extremely desolate, and he smiled indifferently.

No matter what he did for her, even if he held his whole heart in front of her, she would drink his "blood" without hesitation.

In the living room, the servants began to busy themselves with tidying up and saluting Jing Jia.

In the closet, regardless of whether she has worn it or not, it is all folded up and stuffed into the suitcase.

Jing Jiaren said sadly, "You don't need to bring so much, it's not convenient for me at all."

"However, the young master said that keeping these things is an eyesore, so I want you to take them all away!"

Get rid of everything that belongs to Jing Jiaren and cut her off completely.This woman is not worthy of his love.

Jing Jiaren's heart throbbed hard, and she said lightly, "Then throw it away. Just prepare two sets of clothes for me."

After arriving abroad, she will buy new clothes, and throw away everything in the past to start a new life.

The servants emptied the wardrobes and even changed their sheets.

It seemed that after she left, all the furniture in this room would be changed.

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