C172 One foot high one foot high one foot high

Min Lingling's reprimand and constant blabbering did not matter much to Gong Yichen, but Song Jiayin's reaction hurt her.

After waiting for a long time, Gong Yichen decided to turn around and leave, leaving the three of them in a daze.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

The sound of the door closing caused Min Lingling to tremble uncontrollably. She turned her head and swallowed her saliva as she asked with some lingering fear, "Is Teacher angry?"

Song Jiayin raised his head to look at the tightly shut door, her face carrying a bit of sadness. She shook his head and said: "I don't know."

The fastest person to recover from the door slam was Jing Junling. Who knew how nervous she was before, afraid that Gong Yichen would ask her something.

When Gong Yichen walked in, he inadvertently glanced at her. That cold and sharp gaze of his made her want to rush out of the door.

Just as he was about to confront Song Jiayin, all sorts of explanations flashed across her mind. Just when she was waiting for Gong Yichen to ask, she immediately replied him with a clear explanation. Why didn't he ask? Could it be that Song Jiayin knew of something?

Only, she did not expect Gong Yichen to not even ask a single question, and directly left just like that.

If she left, then that would be good. She would have a way to settle the rest of the matters.

"Song Jiayin, I like Gong Yichen." Jing Junling didn't waste any time as she walked in front of Song Jiayin and said seriously.

"Oh." Song Jiayin casually nodded her head, she did not seem to want to bother with Jing Junling at all.

"Let me tell you, Gong Yichen is mine, you will never be able to take him away." Seeing that Song Jiayin didn't mind at all, Jing Junling only thought that she was pretending to be calm.

Song Jiayin didn't have the time to waste on Jing Junling. She had initially wanted to give her some face, but it was obvious that Jing Junling didn't want this face, since she was nominally speaking in consideration of her own sister.

However, Song Jiayin did not take her words to heart.

Right now, her mind was filled with Gong Yichen's expression when he left and his appearance when he left. His usually cold and arrogant handsome face was dark and looked like he did not allow anyone to enter, making her feel really helpless.

Looking at the lost Song Jiayin, Jing Junling had an idea.

Since the two of them hadn't been able to sort things out, she might as well make things more chaotic.

"I've been with him all these years. However, since you like him and are his wife in name, we did not tell you. " Jing Junling's tone softened a little as he spoke with a hint of grievance.

Song Jiayin once again lowered her head and played with his fingers, showing an expression as though she did not care, but his trembling fingers were out. Selling her current mood.

Seeing that, Jing Junling immediately forced herself to shed a few tears, and said aggrievedly: "We really love each other, but we don't want to hurt you, so we can only interact in private."

"He didn't want to hurt you, and he didn't want to mistreat me, so we were in a stalemate. It's just that, Song Jiayin, I really can't take it anymore. I was really heartbroken to see him between us. I thought about letting go, but I really can't. "

After saying that, Jing Junling's tears were like pearls that had their string cut as they continuously fell down.

Seeing her like this, Min Lingling couldn't help but want to applaud and cheer for her. With such acting, it would be a waste of resources not to compete for Oscar.

She had thought that Song Jiayin would have some sort of reaction, but Min Lingling realized that she was as calm and collected as usual, and for a moment, she didn't know what to do.

Could it be that Song Jiayin really believed in Jing Junling? Could she be trying to help and her achieve their goals?

"Song Jiayin, I know I'm not very good to you, but there's a reason for all of this. I saw you occupying the spot beside him, how can I endure that kind of tone? " Jing Junling knew that Song Jiayin's heart must be extremely messy right now. The instant she lowered her head to wipe away her tears, she took a glance at Song Jiayin's actions.

The finger trembled slightly, and the rhythm was disrupted.

Hmph, fighting with me, who do you think you are?

Jing Junling lifted her head, her face was filled with grief. She walked in front of Song Jiayin, and wanted to hold her hand, but was grabbed by Min Lingling.

"What are you doing?" Min Lingling roared in displeasure.

"I didn't do anything, I just wanted …"

"What do you want? I'm telling you, with me here, you can't do anything. "

"Don't go too far!" Jing Junling had long since disliked Min Lingling, and now, she was still standing in front of him, blocking her tragic confession.

"You're going too far?" As if she had heard a joke, Min Lingling stood to the side and laughed heartily. As she laughed, she did not forget to tell Song Jiayin, "Yinyin, this should be the biggest joke I've heard this year."

"Alright." Song Jiayin raised her head and looked at Min Lingling, and said somewhat helplessly: "Can you talk properly? Laughed like this. "

Jing Junling had always been paying attention to Song Jiayin's movements. Seeing her raise her head, her eyes were clear and cold, her heart startled.

What was going on? Wasn't Song Jiayin supposed to be panicking and at a loss of what to do? Shouldn't she now blame herself for her selfishness and think of a way to help her? Why did her expression now look no different from usual?

"Song Jiayin, are you willing to help me and Gong Yichen?" Jing Junling was too lazy to speak anymore nonsense, wiping away the tears on her face, she asked directly.

Song Jiayin turned her head to look at Jing Junling. Some of her delicate makeup had fallen off because she had cried, but her beautiful appearance was not affected at all.

"Are you shameless?" Seeing Jing Junling's overbearing attitude, Min Lingling's heart burned with anger.

He rushed forward and raised his right hand towards Jing Junling, wanting to teach her a lesson.

Seeing such a situation, Song Jiayin could not care less about being in her sickbed. Up, she flipped over and got off the bed to hold Min Lingling back, persuading him: "Lingling, calm down, don't act like this."

"Calm down? How do you expect me to calm down? Do you want me to look at this woman and spout nonsense? Let her invent your blissful nightmares? " Min Lingling didn't know why Song Jiayin had to hug her, but she really couldn't tolerate it anymore.

If she wanted to teach Jing Junling a lesson, it wouldn't just be a matter of a day or two. But now, she had seized the opportunity and barged in, wanting to ruin the happiness of her good friend.

"What do you want? I'm telling you, if you hit me, I won't let you get off scot-free! " Jing Junling was shocked by Min Lingling's actions. However, the identity of the second young miss of the Jing Family did not allow her to retreat.

If Min Lingling hit her, she would definitely let him have a hard time.