Outside the sickroom, Jing Junling did not leave at all. Even though she had suffered from Gong Yichen's cold treatment, in her heart, there was still an alliance. As long as she worked hard, he would definitely return to her side once again.

As for Song Jiayin, when she thought of how this person had taken over her position as the Gong Family's Young Madam, the gloom in his eyes condensed continuously. She couldn't wait to rush into the ward and teach her a lesson.

To let her know her own identity and position, and even more importantly, what kind of person was she to actually dare to marry a male lead. Thinking about this, Jing Junling's entire body was shrouded in darkness.

Jing Junling did not leave the hospital immediately. She sneered in her heart that she had not revealed her might to Song Jiayin before. After all, when she was in the ward just now, Song Jiayin's expression had clearly told him.

In her heart, she was still unaware of the situation. Since there was a gap between the two of them, she naturally had to work hard. Otherwise, she would have let down that rift.

Sure enough, Jing Junling didn't have to wait long to see Gong Yichen's ward off.

Since the fish had already taken the bait, the following matter naturally had to follow his own plan. Jing Junling thought conceitedly in her heart.

It was just that she had really underestimated Song Jiayin. Even though he had misunderstood the both of them earlier and more importantly, Gong Yichen not explaining anything to them, which was a huge blow to her heart, he was not someone who could be taken advantage of.

Song Jiayin was completely focused on the attitude that Gong Yichen had towards Jing Junling just now. Since she had left the sickroom, the disappointment in her heart was even more apparent on her face.

It was unknown what a person was thinking. It was as if he was a person who had wandered away. He happened to come across a corner, but he didn't expect that someone would actually intercept him.

Song Jiayin who was suddenly frightened, raised her head and realised that Jing Junling was the one who stopped him, although she did not know what happened to her?

However, he could clearly see the strong hatred she had towards him in her eyes. Thinking back to when he was in Gong Yichen's sickroom, he naturally had a perfect explanation for everything that happened.

The truth was that Song Jiayin really did not want to see this woman. After all, no matter who it was, they might feel warm to see their own husband. "Of the other women in their relationship, no one can maintain a good temper." I wonder if there is anything I can do for Miss Jing? "

When Jing Junling saw her cold expression, she really wanted to tear her face apart, but reason told him that she had to control her temper.

He then looked at the Rong family with a hint of disdain and said, "I advise you to be more tactful and quickly leave Zhan Chen's side. Otherwise, I will take back my position in the future."

When Song Jiayin heard her say that she wanted to take back her position, she sneered. This person really had no sense of shame.

"What is it? Miss Jing, did I lose anything? But did I really not see it? There are some things that are destined to be like this, and have no fate at all. "

On the surface, Song Jiayin did not put Jing Junling's threat in her eyes at all, but in her heart, she was still suspicious of Gong Yichen's attitude.

Jing Junling never thought that she would actually be so sharp-tongued. She dared to say that she and Xia Chen had a fortuitous meeting, and did her best to suppress her rising anger.

The confrontation today had also let Jing Junling know that Song Jiayin wasn't someone to be trifled with, and she couldn't find any words to refute her.

He pretended to be gentle but his words were full of threat: "Then please wait. We'll see."

Song Jiayin also saw her leave the hospital with the bag in her hands with a domineering look. She looked at her back as she left, but there was no joy in her heart for the victor.

After all, he didn't even know what kind of origin Jing Junling had. What did Gong Yichen have in mind?

Hearing Jing Junling's words just now, it seemed like the two of them had a very close relationship. Was she his lover?

Thinking about it, Song Jiayin's mood became even worse, but she could not find anyone to talk to. She could only wander around the hospital aimlessly.

Naturally, he would not speak out the doubts in his heart and ask Gong Yichen about it. After all, if he really wanted him to, he would have explained it just now.

This was true that Song Jiayin had misunderstood him. After all, in terms of relationships, boys were not as sensitive as girls.

Song Jiayin didn't know where she should go either. She wandered around aimlessly but she soon arrived at a small garden near the hospital.

Most of the patients nearby were already recovering. Looking at the faint smiles on their faces, they felt a little bit relieved, but they still felt depressed.

What Jing Junling had just said and the scene of the two of them together once again surfaced in her mind. Song Jiayin felt even more as if something was blocking her chest, pressing down so heavily that she didn't even know how to breathe.

Sitting on the grass, Song Jiayin thought dejectedly that if Gong Yichen really liked Jing Junling, then he could divorce him.

But when she thought about divorce, Song Jiayin was unable to ignore the bitterness in her heart at this moment. She knew very well that she was unwilling to let go of Gong Yichen.

He could not help but pick up a small stone from the side of the lake and throw it towards the lake. Hearing that "dong" sound, his heart didn't seem to be relaxed at all.

One of them even closed his eyes childishly and randomly grabbed a small rock, secretly thinking to himself, "If it's an odd number, then I'll …"

But at the same time, he found a phrase to describe what he could do. Song Jiayin was at a loss for what to do for a long time, but she still did not manage to think through the mess in her heart.

However, the only thing that Song Jiayin was sure of was that he was unwilling to divorce him. After thinking hard for a while, he still didn't know what to do.

He threw the last stone into the lake and took a deep breath, trying not to think about those things.