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"Are you afraid?" Gong Yichen lowered his head, his eyes filled with a playful look.

"Who's afraid!" Song Jiayin retorted softly, even though she didn't think that way in her heart.

Suddenly, someone in the private room noticed them and called out, "Chen," which attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Looking over from the door, Gong Yichen, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, stood calmly in front of them.

What was even more interesting was that the girl beside him who had her face buried low seemed to be a face that she had never seen before.

"Yo, you, Ye Chen, this is …?" One of the bespectacled boy looked up and down at Song Jiayin in confusion, and asked the question that everyone wanted to know the answer to the most.

It was as if Gong Yichen had already known that someone would have doubts. He glanced at Song Jiayin, who did not dare to raise her face completely, and smiled with a trace of unknown meaning in her mouth. "This is my wife."

"What?!" Everyone exclaimed at the same time, unable to believe that Gong Yichen also had a wife.

He was a shrewd, dignified man, the god of almost all women. However, Gong Yichen was a very stubborn person. Even if there was never a shortage of girls beside him, he would never treat relationships as child's play.

A Gong Yichen like this would actually tell such shocking news to their group of friends one day. If it was anyone else, it would be impossible for them to accept it.

"Let me introduce them, they are all my friends. This is Jing Li Chen, he's Yan Yongle and Hao Qing Yao. " Gong Yichen introduced each and every one of them to Song Jiayin, and only at the end did he glance at Wu Zihao intentionally or unintentionally, and said indifferently: "And my nephew, Wu Zihao."

"What?!" Wu Zihao is actually his nephew?!

This time, Song Jiayin was so shocked that she immediately raised her head and looked at Gong Yichen in disbelief.

It just so happened to meet Wu Zihao's complicated eyes.

Perhaps, of all the people present, only Wu Zihao was the most shocked.

Wasn't it too dramatic for his ex-girlfriend to become his aunt overnight? How could he believe that such a ridiculous thing was actually true?

"She is my legal wife, Song Jiayin." Gong Yichen paused, and continued to introduce Song Jiayin to everyone.

With his full confirmation, even if the others didn't believe him, they would have no choice but to believe it.

Gong Yichen waved his hand and called out to everyone: "Alright, since you all know me, sit down."

Saying that, he pulled Song Jiayin's hand and walked to the front of the table.

It was unknown if it was intentional or not, but when he passed by Wu Zihao's seat, he slightly paused, and in an instant, he walked over to his side and sat down as if nothing had happened.

Song Jiayin sat beside Wu Zihao, if there was no Gong Yichen in the middle.

In between the two of them, even if Wu Zihao had thousands of things he wanted to say to Song Jiayin, he would still be unable to accomplish them. He could only stare at Song Jiayin hatefully.

As he did not notice the abnormality of the three people, instead, it was Gong Yichen's good friend Jing Li Chen who looked at Song Jiayin's young and tender face with interest. He said teasingly, "You can do it, Yi Chen.

"Ah?" "I …" These words made Song Jiayin blush slightly.

Gong Yichen did not react, but Wu Zihao, who was at the side, firmly held onto the teacup with his right hand, as though he was trying his best to endure something.