C37 Who is he?

Gong Yichen stared at the right hand Lu Junyan had extended out, then raised his head to look into Yun Che's sincere eyes. In the end, he chose not to grasp it, and only said two simple words: "Gong Yichen."

Although it was a little confusing at first glance, Lu Junyan still guessed that it was his name.

Seeing that Gong Yichen did not shake hands with him for a long time, Lu Junyan felt awkward, and could only retract his hand bitterly.

Lu Junyan remembered that he was still holding onto a bunch of flowers, thinking that it was not appropriate to keep holding onto them like this, so he passed the flowers to Gong Yichen: "May I ask where the vase is?"

Gong Yichen always had an expression as cold as an iceberg facing him, he didn't even want to say a single word to him. His words that were like gold and his previous teasing in front of Song Jiayin were like two different people.

Gong Yichen did not answer him, but took the flower, and walked towards the direction of the sofa's tea table.

Lu Junyan had bumped into a wall many times, he himself was confused, and did not understand how he managed to provoke Gong Yichen.

He rubbed his hands together, then walked to Song Jiayin who was still immersed in drawing: "Jia Yin, are you better?"

Song Jiayin nodded her head, because she still had important work to do, she was not too excited about him. She just calmly said, "It's a lot better now. I'll draw it right away. I'll send it to you when it's finished."

Lu Junyan was startled, he did not expect her to insist on completing the work by himself after getting an operation.

Song Jiayin's stubborn look once again reminded him of herself.

From a certain point of view, he had quite a lot in common with Song Jiayin.

Lu Junyan smiled to console her: "It's alright, it will be later. It's just a few seconds more."

Saying that, he patted Song Jiayin's shoulders lightly.

His actions that crossed the line caused Gong Yichen's face to darken, and he almost couldn't control his emotions.

Lu Junyan seemed to have also felt the dangerous look in Gong Yichen's eyes. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, bent down slightly, and moved closer to Song Jiayin's side, asking softly: "Who is he?"

I knew it.

Song Jiayin's head was about to explode.

Seeing that she could no longer hide it, Song Jiayin could only tell him the truth: "She is my husband."

"Husband?" Lu Junyan immediately thought back to when he had called Song Jiayin and said that she was already married.

He pursed his lips, and acted as if he did not notice anything, and glanced at Gong Yichen a few more times.

Gong Yichen's entire body released a wave of unapproachable aura, his gloomy expression seemed to be like the overcast sky which could erupt into a torrential downpour at any time.

However, his words and actions were all very cautious. It was obvious that he was the same as him, someone who had fought in the market before, so he had to be very careful in everything he did.

Judging from his clothes, Gong Yichen was definitely not an ordinary person, and even his name sounded familiar.

Lu Junyan was still trying to guess Gong Yichen's identity, and silently compared him to himself.

If it was only in terms of appearance and attire, he had undoubtedly lost.

Lu Junyan's gaze once again moved onto Song Jiayin.

He had treated Song Jiayin as his girlfriend in the past, and had thought of confessing to Song Jiayin before, but he still couldn't do it in the end due to a series of reasons.

Now that he looked at it this way, he was somewhat glad that he did not confess.