Their colors remain unchanged, but their hearts are full of vigilance.
Jingting stopped and looked back, and he opened his thin lips lightly, "You wait for me downstairs, I will come down for no more than half an hour." His voice was low and calm.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took another step.
Half an hour... This is an important time point, and Mr. Jing is reminding something.
Jingting thought to himself that even if there was a problem with the wine, it would be no problem to hold on with his determination for half an hour.
Both of them did not force themselves, and they raised their wrists to look at the time in a sympathetic way, and remembered this point.
The layout on the second floor of the villa is perfect, and the servant takes Jingting to a room a little far from the stairs.
She raised her hand and knocked on the door, reporting, "Miss, Mr. Jing has tasted the fruit wine, I have brought him up."
The door opened and a young maid politely greeted her, "Mr. Jing, please come in." Then she came out by herself.
The door was open, and Jingting saw that the room was very large and was decorated very warmly and dreamy.
He stepped inside and stepped on the valuable carpet, and a faint smell of perfume filled the air.
As he stepped in, he saw the girl sitting on the head of the bed.
The blond girl was holding a book of the Bible in her hands, wearing a white lace long-sleeved pajamas. When she heard the footsteps, she raised her beautiful sapphire-like eyes.
At this time, the bedroom door was gently closed.
Jingting looked back and said nothing. When he withdrew his gaze, he found that the girl's calm gaze had been falling on his face.
"Hello, Mr. Jing."
The girl's voice was not loud, and she was a little hoarse, as if her vocal cords were damaged.
Jingting walked towards her and stood in front of the bed, "You are Miss Emily?" He was very polite and gentlemanly.
After drinking the fruit wine she arranged, his body did not react at all, but he was still very alert.
"Yes." The girl smiled, but her voice became even smaller.
Jingting asked her, "What's wrong with your vocal cords?"
"Sit closer, or you won't hear it." Emily said to him as if she had struggled, then reached out and covered her neck, "I allow you to sit on the edge of the bed."
A trace of unknown emotions flashed through the man's deep eyes.
Emily looked at him calmly, covering her pink quilt, "What do you want to ask? I'll give you five minutes because I can't say too long."
Jingting nodded. He didn't want to communicate too much, so he sat down on the edge of the bed.
Looking at her eyes, he asked in a warm voice, "You are Johnson's daughter, an outstanding accessories designer like him, who will record every work you design, right?"
"Of course." The girl's lips raised lightly, facing his gaze, she deliberately lowered her voice, "As his only daughter, I have inherited all his relics, including that documentary book."
A light flashed in Jingting's deep eyes, which was exactly the information he wanted!
"Where is the book?"
The two of them looked at each other, and the girl smiled deeper on her lips, "Come here." Her throat was hoarse.
In order to see the book as soon as possible, Jingting leaned forward and approached her, "Can you lend me a look?"
"Close your eyes first." The girl's voice was not loud, but a touch of playfulness flashed in Shuiling's eyes.
Jingting looked at her and hesitated for a few seconds.
"I just want to see you." She didn't avoid it, "I want to see what this man who makes millions of women crazy looks like."
"Didn't you see it?"
"I want to see you close your eyes." Emily asked with a smile, "Mr. Jing won't even refuse to agree to such a simple request, right?"
Jingting didn't want to discourage her, so he closed his eyes calmly and his breath was calm.
Emily observed his face carefully. The handsome eyebrows were cold and the lines of her facial features were cold and hard. This feeling of being unaware of people's distantness made her feel moved.
She leaned forward and approached him, whispering in his ear, "That record book is in England."
Jingting opened his eyes and turned his eyes, the girl was so close, as if the nose could touch the distance.