C93 framing wind

In the early morning, when the first breeze blew, Song Jiayin was in a particularly good mood as she greedily breathed in the fresh air and listened to the birdsong.

A pair of hands stretched out from behind her back and embraced her. Gong Yichen tightly pressed onto her body, lightly rubbing against Song Jiayin's ear like a small animal, without a trace of jealousy. The warm breath that came out of her mouth made Song Jiayin unconsciously tilt her head, causing him to let out a startled cry and chuckle uncontrollably.

"Stop messing around, it's itchy." He doted on her with a hint of helplessness.

Gong Yichen closed his eyes and sniffed the light fragrance in her hair and sighed, "Yinyin, I really want to hug you like this.

couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard Gong Yichen's childish words. Idiot Gong Yichen, we will never separate.

Song Jiayin slowly turned around and hugged the man in front of her back. Her misty eyes interacted with Gong Yichen's, and her red lips opened slightly, making her seem like a pool of spring water flowing to an unknown location, "We won't be separated, you know. I'm very lucky to be together with you. The sun rose in the morning sky and its rays fell onto Song Jiayin's hair. Her delicate and small face faced the light, her cute eyebrows and snow-white skin looked at Gong Yichen, causing a ball of evil fire to appear on his abdomen.

As he listened to Song Jiayin's confession, in that instant, Gong Yichen felt as if his heart was about to melt. Hugging Song Jiayin, he kissed her deeply on the lips. Combine...

Everyday, after Gong Yichen finished handling his work at the company, he would wait for Song Jiayin at his villa. After that, he would get the butler to prepare some food and wait for Song Jiayin to return home before giving her a super special and tight hug, "Yin Yin, welcome home!" The two of them were glued to each other.

In Building A, Gong Yichen was looking through the contract he was about to sign with the Gu Clan on his desk.

"Mr. Gong, you have a letter." The secretary handed over a sealed small bag to Gong Yichen and left the office.

Gong Yichen took it and opened the envelope. The contents of the letter made him very angry, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable hostility. He fiercely picked up the thing on the table and drove back home.

Seeing Gong Yichen return, Song Jiayin was so happy that she wanted to jump into Gong Yichen's arms like a little butterfly. Gong Yichen coldly dodged over, and Gong Yichen slowly grabbed onto her neck. A violent and ruthless aura assaulted her face, and the dark and cold gaze made Song Jiayin believe that if she moved even the slightest bit, Gong Yichen would strangle her.

"What are you doing …" Cough cough … "Let go!" Song Jiayin pushed at the hand that was pinching her neck, her small face turning purple from lack of oxygen.

"Song Jiayin, if I hadn't received this today, I really wouldn't know if you would play around with me like I'm a fool." Gong Yichen released his hand, and smashed the envelope that he received from the company onto the ground, causing the thing inside to fall.

Looking at the items on the ground, Song Jiayin picked them up with trembling hands. There were only photos of a woman wearing violence. Lou was drawing pictures of the men around her, feeling their way up and down her body, and inside the bar the woman was kissing a man in his forties, some in the park, some in the hotel … But the only thing that did not change was the woman inside. That familiar yet unfamiliar face was hers, and it was Song Jiayin's.

Gong Yichen smirked and asked sarcastically, "Song Jianyin, do you enjoy playing with so many men? Why are you so lonely?" Lonely and unbearable, not wanting to be awesome. A couple of old men and a couple of dachshunds and a couple of dachshunds and a couple of dachshund and a couple of dachshunds and a couple of dachshund and a couple of dachshunds and a lot of dachshund and a lot of dachshunds and a lot of dachshund and a lot of dachshunds. You're such a bitch.

After Song Jiayin, who was holding the photo, heard what she said, she took a deep breath and walked in front of Gong Yichen, "I don't know why the person in the photos was me, but there must be someone framing me. They want to separate us, so you have to believe in me, okay?"

"framing? "framing what?" Gong Yichen disapproved, and didn't even look at her, and instead found his reasoning to be funny.

Song Jiayin felt that she had been splashed with dirty water, and her eyes turned red from grievance, "Gong Yichen, we have been together for so long, don't you have any trust in me?" The fingers holding the photo had gradually turned white.

You say it's a frame-up, but who said it was a frame-up? Such a despicable thing! You must have been lying to my feelings when you were with me. Who knew that you would have done it with a few men before I did?" Gong Yichen grabbed her shoulders, almost wanting to tear her apart.

Song Jiayin endured the cutting pain coming from her shoulder, and looked at him with a sad expression, "So that's how you look at me? I can say that the person in the photo wasn't me, and I didn't do any of these things. You easily sentenced our relationship to death with a few photographs, and you said that I was deceiving you by being with you. But what have I deceived you for so long? Every time, I would give him a sweet date after giving him a slap. Do you know how tired I am? Gong Yichen, I'm really tired. "

Gong Yichen's face was full of disbelief. He no longer believed this woman who lied all the time, and no longer wanted to hear any more of her explanation. The gaze he used to look at Song Jiayin with was as cold as ice.

He released the hand that was grabbing onto her shoulder, looked at Song Jiayin in disgust, and walked out of the room.

Song Jiayin quietly sat on the cold ground, looking at the photos that were scattered on the ground, one by one, her soul seemed to float to a distant place, staring at the laughable him empty-handed.

She cried, but then she laughed, and even when the phone next to her rang, she didn't seem to hear it.

"Yinyin, I want to be with you forever."

"Don't split up, okay?"

The warmth that had once lingered in his ears and temples only left an ice-cold afterglow. Everything was like a dream. It was so illusory that it made people unable to feel real, yet it was also so realistic that it made people feel cruel.

But, as long as you believe me, even if the entire world doesn't believe me, I'm not afraid of anything. But, I put down my one and only armor, and gave it to you, and you kept me covered with wounds again and again, Gong Yichen, am I wrong about to believe you, are you really the person I want to grow old from scratch?

"Gong Yichen, if you don't even have the least amount of trust between husband and wife, why would we be together?"

"Why should we be together?"

"Why are we together?"

"Together."

These words that kept on echoing in Song Jiayin's mind made her feel like she was going insane. She painfully hugged herself …