Sensing the thoughts in her mind, Song Jiayin immediately shook her head with all her might, telling herself to completely throw those thoughts out of her mind.

What was she thinking! It would just be a deal with Gong Yichen, so she shouldn't be so serious.

"You're awake?"

It was only when the ward's door was pushed open and the man's deep yet magnetic voice was heard, did Song Jiayin finally wake up completely from her own world.

Looking at Gong Yichen who was in front of him, with breakfast in hand, his face still as handsome as before, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly. It was not hard to see that the man at that moment seemed to be in a good mood.

"Yes, has the discharge procedures been completed? I really don't want to stay here anymore. "

Song Jiayin still asked about the matter she was most concerned about.

"Eat your breakfast first, I will arrange for people to go and complete the procedures later. However, even if you are discharged from the hospital, you can't go straight back to school. According to what I said before, you should rest at home for a while."

The man sounded like he was giving out an order.

Song Jiayin frowned slightly, but in the end, she nodded her head and agreed. After all, she didn't have any other choice at the moment.

The sunlight was still warm. Song Jiayin took off her hospital gown and changed into her own clothes.

Black Mabba. He was quietly standing at the entrance of the hospital, and when he saw Song Jiayin and Gong Yichen get off the car, the driver immediately opened the door and brought the other two in.

Along the way, Song Jiayin lay in front of the carriage window. Staying in the sickroom for so many days, she somewhat missed this kind of free day.

When he arrived at Gong Yichen's villa, the man's phone suddenly rang.

Song Jiayin turned to look at Gong Yichen. Someone like him must be busy with a lot of things.

"Alright, I understand. I'll head there now."

Sure enough, hearing the man say this, Song Jiayin knew that her guess was not wrong.

"Yinyin, I have something to take care of here. I can't accompany you in. Be good and wait for me at home. I'll be back after I finish my business."

The man gently looked at Song Jiayin in front of him, his words carrying deep care for women.

"Alright, I understand. I'm already so old, so I can take good care of myself. Hurry up and get busy!"

Although Song Jiayin knew that the relationship between her and Gong Yichen could only be described as a trade, she did not want to appear too cold and indifferent.

After getting off the car, the villa was filled with luxury.

The servant helped Song Jiayin carry the things, she walked in front and smelled the fresh air around her, her mood suddenly relaxed.

"Young Mistress, there's a guest at home."

Just as he was about to reach the door, the servant behind him whispered to Song Jiayin.

Just as she finished speaking, a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

Wu Zihao? Could this be the so-called customer?

Of course, Song Jiayin knew that the man in front of him had not come with good intentions.

"Guest?" You are really free! What are you doing here? Knowing that I'm out of the hospital, you intentionally came over to make me angry? "

Song Jiayin said unrestrainedly as she looked at Wu Zihao in front of him.

However, Wu Zihao scoffed at her words.

"I'm looking for you? Song Jiayin, you sure put yourself up high! "