Chapter 313

Song Jiayin takes out a wet tissue from her handbag. Because there is no mirror around her and she is afraid of damaging her make-up, she can only gently dip it around her eyes. After thinking about it, song Jiayin got up and left the dining table, ready to go to the bathroom on the second floor to clean up.

Looking at the back of song Jiayin's departure, Wu Zihao greedily watched, and no longer had to deal with Gong Xuezhen. He casually found a reason to leave.

Gong Xuezhen sneers. Wu Zihao's mind is not on himself. When talking with him, he always looks at Song Jiayin in the corner intentionally or unintentionally. So good, thinking about Wu Zihao's previous relationship with song Jiayin, Gong Xuezhen was even more smiling, so she let her son clean up song Jiayin for herself.

Jing Junling unconsciously put her hand on Gong Yichen's arm and gave him a gentle smile. "Yichen, how about we go there and have a chat with Uncle Wang?"

Gong Yichen frowned, took his hand out of his pocket, shook off Jing Junling's hand on his arm, and said coldly, "Miss Jing has self-respect."

Jing Junling was a little embarrassed. She took a look at Gong Fu standing on one side and lowered her head lonely.

Seeing this, Gong's father could not keep his face. He growled at Gong Yichen, "Yichen! What are you doing? It's all about you that Junling wants Uncle Wang to promote you. It's good for you. If you don't say that she is a girl and wears such high shoes, how can you help her? "

Gong Yichen picks his eyebrows and looks at Jing Junling, who looks very pitiful with her head down, without any touching. He quietly took two steps back and kept a safe distance from Jing Junling.

He raised his eyes and said to his father, "I already have a wife. If I don't have a clear relationship with Miss Jing, it will not only chill Yinyin's heart, but also make everyone here see a joke and say that my family members in the palace don't know how to be polite." Gong Yichen paused, "you say, father."

Gong Fu was speechless when he was blocked. Although he felt uncomfortable, he also knew that what Gong Yichen said was not unreasonable. He patted Jing Junling's hand, "son, I've wronged you."

Jing Junling raised her head. Her eyes were red. She bit her lips. With a pathetic look, she forced out a smile and said to her father, "it's OK, uncle." Said, she turned to see Palace also Chen, "Chen elder brother also has scruples, is I disrespectful."

Gong Yichen glances at Jing Junling, who seems to be extricating herself from the siege. He turns away with a chill.

Looking at Gong Yichen leaving, Jing Junling doesn't care to continue pretending to be poor. She says a word to Gong Fu in a hurry, and then raises her skirt to chase Gong Yichen.

The palace father sighed, "Alas, such a good girl, why don't you know how to cherish it."

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On the other hand, song Jiayin has come to the bathroom. She looks in the mirror and sees her makeup that has already been spent. After thinking about it, I put my hand under the sensor, took a handful of water and wiped it to my eyes. Song Jiayin has a good foundation of her own. Even if she takes off one eye's make-up, it's not much different from the other eye's beautiful and intact make-up.

Song Jiayin lowered her head and wanted to find a wet tissue in her handbag to wipe her eyes. Suddenly, she felt a tight waist. She smiles and thinks it's Gong Yichen, so she gently says, "Yichen, I'll go ahead..." suddenly, she feels something's wrong. She raises her eyes and sees Wu Zihao's face in the mirror. As soon as she wants to cry, Wu Zihao reaches out and covers her mouth.

"Be quiet for me." Wu Zihao threatens song Jiayin. I followed her all the way to the bathroom, looking at her beautiful eyebrows before and after makeup, thinking about their past time, why, why she wanted to marry Gong Yichen instead of him“ Yinyin, come back to me. " Wu Zihao looks at Song Jiayin pleadingly.

The imprisoned song Jiayin kept twisting her body, and her mouth was covered with a dumb voice. She turned her eyes and touched Wu Zihao's toes with her high heels.

Wu Zihao felt song Jiayin's action and thought that she was going to change her mind, so he let go of the hand that covered her mouth and wanted to continue to express his feelings, but suddenly he felt the severe pain from her feet.

He looked down at Song Jiayin's shoes, which had fallen into a hole. He took a breath of air-conditioning. He couldn't bear to cry out. He looked up at Song Jiayin incredulously, "woman, how can you be so cruel?"

Song Jiayin took the opportunity to stay away from him, but because the door was blocked by him, she had to go back to the bathroom, "sorry, I don't want to, but Wu Zihao, please respect yourself. I'm married and we're finished. Don't bother me any more, OK?"

Looking at the retreating song Jiayin, Wu Zihao walked toward her with painful feet. He took song Jiayin's arm and said, "is it over? Song Jiayin, we will never end. You think you are the Golden Phoenix when you climb up to my uncle. It's just the rubbish I've finished. "

Song Jiayin shakes Wu Zihao's hand, and her whole body trembles with anger. She points to Wu Zihao and says, "her voice trembles. I have nothing to do with you. Why do you keep holding me? I'm married to Gong Yichen, and I'm his man. "

"Oh?" Wu Zihao picked up his eyebrows, raised the corner of his mouth and took out his mobile phone from his pocket. "What are you doing with Lu Junyan? Huh? Is he your true love? "

Song Jiayin was a little confused, but when she saw the photo on Wu Zihao's mobile phone, she knew what Wu Zihao meant. In the photo, the two hugged each other in a very intimate way. It seemed that the man was going to kiss a woman.

Song Jiayin wants to seize it, but Wu Zihao grabs it by the arm. She glares at Wu Zihao. "I have nothing to do with Mr. Lu. He just helps me. Your picture is not real. I have nothing to be afraid of."

"Oh, that's right, but will Gong Yichen believe it? There's no trace of P-map. " Wu Zihao puts song Jiayin on the door, shakes the photo in his hand, approaches song Jiayin's face, and says in her ear, "if you follow me, I'll delete it, otherwise..." Wu Zihao sneers, "just wait for it to appear in Gong Yichen's mobile phone."

Song Jiayin coldly looked at Wu Zihao, her eyes full of disappointment for him, she dodged Wu Zihao's lips, turned her head, "Wu Zihao, I will never go with you, you die this heart."

"Song Jiayin, what's wrong with me, Wu Zihao? Let you do this to me? " Wu Zihao pulls song Jiayin's head over and forces her to look at herself.

Song Jiayin was unable to break free, so she had to turn her head along with Wu Zihao's wishes, but she just looked at Wu Zihao and said nothing.