Chapter 337

It was already dark. When they came out of the hotel, the moonlight was shining on the ground. Through the shadow of the leaves, they made mottled marks on the ground.

Gong Yichen had just parked his car directly at the door of the hotel, not in the underground parking lot, so it was very convenient to get on the car after he came out, so he went directly with song Jiayin in his arms.

Because Gong Yichen was inconvenient to get the car keys, he turned to Jing Junling and said, "can you help me get the car keys? It's in the pocket of my pants on my right hand side. I'll get it as soon as I touch it. "

Although Jing Junling has been following Gong Yichen and song Jiayin without saying a word, she still appreciates Gong Yichen and remembers her.

He quickly stepped forward and took out Gong Yichen's car key and handed it to him.

"Thank you."

Gong Yichen politely thanks, puts song Jiayin in the co driver's seat, and securely fastens her seat belt. After straightening her body, he walks to the side of the driver's seat.

After Gong Yichen finished this series of actions, he didn't consider that there was another Jing Junling beside him. He just wanted to get in the driver's seat.

However, Gong Yichen suddenly thought that he should not be able to drive after drinking a little wine today, so he stood in the same place and made a phone call to his men.

"Du... Du... Du..."

After three busy sounds, the other end of the phone was picked up. It was a smart male voice: "hello?"

Maybe it was a little too quiet in the evening. Even if Gong Yichen didn't turn on the PA, Jing Junling standing on one side clearly heard all the words that Gong Yichen and the person on the other end of the phone exchanged.

"You'll come right now. I'll wait for you at the gate of the Langyi hotel."

Gong Yichen didn't give the person on the other end of the phone any room to refuse. He just ordered him to go down and took the lead in receiving the line. He didn't listen to his response at all.

After all, Gong Yichen usually does things in such a vigorous manner, and what his subordinates have to keep is 24-hour standby mode. No matter what Gong Yichen asks for, they have to come right away.

Therefore, Gong Yichen doesn't have to consider whether they have any personal matters to solve. If they can't even handle this trivial matter well, then he doesn't need this job any more.

Not long after that, a car rushed in from the gate of Langyi hotel.

Because it's very late now, basically no one will go in and out of the hotel again, so Jing Junling judged that the person who had just had a telephone conversation with Gong Yichen must have come.

"Little master." After getting out of the car, the man bowed respectfully to Gong Yichen, and then asked, "it's so late. Shao always calls me here in such a hurry. Is there anything to do?"

"Since you drive here..." Gong Yichen hesitated a little, then turned around and threw the car key in his hand to Jing Junling: "then you can drive me and song Jiayin back. You can drive yourself."

The first half of Gong Yichen's whole sentence is for the man who came here just now, and the second half is for Jing Junling.

Jing Junling is not a fool. At this time, if she has to follow Gong Yichen, she will lose more than gain, which makes Gong Yichen hate herself.

As for people, they always need to know how to be proper.

Thinking of this, Jing Junling nodded, clutching the car key, and got into Gong Yichen's car.

And Gong Yichen also reaches out his hand to hold song Jiayin down from the co pilot, and takes song Jiayin to the man's car.

This time, Gong Yichen did not place song Jiayin in the co pilot's seat, but took song Jiayin with him to sit in the back seat with him.

In fact, according to song Jiayin's current state, it's safer to sit in the back seat. But just now, Gong Yichen didn't ask the man to come to pick him up. Gong Yichen didn't trust to give song Jiayin directly to Jing Junling and let Jing Junling take care of song Jiayin.

Because at that time, once there was a small rub, song Jiayin was likely to be hurt in the car. If she couldn't trust others, she might as well spare a hand to take care of song Jiayin, who was in the co pilot.

The two cars parted from the door of the Lavigne hotel.

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The air pressure in Gong Yichen's car was very low all the way, so that the man Gong Yichen just called didn't dare to say a word.

Normally, he would take Gong Yichen home and have a little chat with him. But today, the atmosphere is different, and he has always been very insightful, so he doesn't say a word, just quietly and quickly deliver Gong Yichen to his destination, which is his goal today.

Originally, he was planning to send Gong Yichen back to the side where he used to live, but unexpectedly, after driving half way, Gong Yichen suddenly said from the back, "take me to the side of Binjiang park."

"Ah?" His subordinates didn't respond for a while, but they immediately came back to their senses: "Oh, OK, no problem."

In the eyes of his subordinates, Gong Yichen hasn't been there for a long time. It's like a private mansion Gong Yichen bought. It's just for his spare living.

I didn't expect that Gong Yichen was going to take song Jiayin with him today. This was a surprise to his subordinates.

But as a subordinate, his duty is to ask nothing and do it quietly. Men deeply understand this truth, so they will never ask more.

"Well..."

Because the car passed a sewer when driving, song Jiayin seemed to wake up from a dream. She wrapped her hands around Gong Yichen's waist, turned over and put her face on Gong Yichen's tight abdomen.

This position is really a bit awkward, let Gong Yichen retreat is not, into is not.

"Er..."

Gong Yichen was a man who had experienced great storms, but suddenly he didn't know how to deal with the current situation.

Looking at the face of song Jiayin who is still sleeping, Gong Yichen still can't bear to wake song Jiayin from her dream and let her hold her.

After calming down, Gong Yichen turns his eyes to the window and looks at the bright road. He doesn't want to think so much.

"Anyway, it's almost here. I'm not in a hurry. It's been more than ten minutes..."