C103 The woman who suddenly appeared

In the hospital, Song Jiayin sat quietly beside Gong Yichen's sickbed, listening to the report of Gong Yichen's condition together with Gong Yichen.

The doctor looked at Gong Yichen's body. Physical examination report, "Mr. Gong is fine now, I'm fine. His body's various skills had all been evenly restored. But we still need to rest. "

When Song Jiayin heard that Gong Yichen was alright now, her tightly clenched fist finally loosened.

Gong Yichen listened to his body expressionlessly. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a young woman sitting beside him. She had been tensed up all this time. His body suddenly relaxed when he heard the news that he was fine.

It seemed that the little woman was also worried about him. Thinking about it, Gong Yichen's mood inexplicably jumped up.

"Now, does Mr. Gong plan to continue resting in the hospital or go home?" the doctor asked.

"Going home." Gong Yichen's thin lips only uttered these two words coldly.

"Okay, in a while, a staff member will come and help you with the discharge procedures." The doctor left the room.

After the doctor left, the atmosphere in the ward immediately became awkward. Gong Yichen looked at Song Jiayin, only to see that Song Jiayin had her head lowered, as if she was thinking about something.

Song Jiayin was thinking in her heart, since Gong Yichen had already recovered from his serious illness and was about to return home, she planned to buy vegetables later to make dinner. But what kind of food? What kind of food? Song Jiayin didn't have an idea yet.

Seeing Song Jiayin ignore him for a long time, Gong Yichen felt like she was a transparent person, and was in a bit of a bad mood. Thus, he reached out her hand to gently stroke Song Jiayin's head, wanting to attract her attention.

Song Jiayin felt something on her head, and turned to look. She saw Gong Yichen looking at her. They looked at each other, and Song Jiayin saw the affection in Gong Yichen's eyes. Following that, a magnetic and pleasant voice rang in his ears.

"Darling, what are you thinking about?" Gong Yichen asked.

Song Jiayin suddenly realised that she had been distracted, and did not let Gong Yichen know that she was going to cook for him, or else that person would laugh at him again.

"Nothing, nothing." Song Jiayin replied guiltily.

Gong Yichen looked at her with interest. In his eyes, the word "Liar" was written all over Song Jiayin's face. However, seeing that the little girl's thoughts had been seen through and he was nervous, the corner of Gong Yichen's mouth raised in a curve.

Song Jiayin couldn't stand Gong Yichen's gaze and being stared at like that, it was as if everything she was thinking about in her heart was known by him.

Song Jiayin then stood up, feigning calmness as she said to Gong Yichen: "Since you have nothing else, I'll be leaving first." Then, she quickly left Gong Yichen's sickroom.

Looking at Song Jiayin's fleeing figure, Gong Yichen laughed helplessly. Then he picked up the laptop beside him and continued working on the company's work.

In the market, there were so many fresh fruits and vegetables that Song Jiayin could not understand what was going on. Song Jiayin excitedly carried a vegetable basket and purchased from all over the market. In the end, Song Jiayin bought a basket of fresh ingredients. Facing the warm afternoon sun, Song Jiayin hummed a small tune as she walked home happily.

When she arrived at the front of the house, Song Jiayin took out the key from her bag to open the door, and immediately heard some activity in the living room. Song Jiayin thought Gong Yichen was at home, so she didn't really care about it.

But when Song Jiayin opened the door and entered the room, the scene in the living room stunned Song Jiayin yet again.

One of them was wearing a violent suit. The underground woman was currently sitting on the sofa and kissing deeply with Gong Yichen.

Song Jiayin felt a sword stabbing into her heart, causing her heart to bleed.

She walked angrily to the sofa, her footsteps deliberately heavy.

The man and woman on the sofa gradually separated. Gong Yichen lowered his gaze, not daring to look Song Jiayin in the eye. As for the enchanting woman, she looked at Song Jiayin with disdain and continued to entangle Gong Yichen like a water snake, then used a very coquettish voice to say to Gong Yichen, "Xia Chen, ignore her, let's continue."

"Who is she!" Before he finished his sentence, he heard Song Jiayin's furious voice reverberating in the living room. But if one listened carefully, they would hear that Song Jiayin's voice was trembling a little, as if she was about to cry.

Song Jiayin's hand that was holding the vegetable basket trembled non-stop. Inside the basket were the fruits of her hard work for an entire morning, as well as her love for Gong Yichen.

Song Jiayin fought back the tears in her eyes. Her anger was already on her head. Perhaps, with just a gentle push, she would be able to erupt completely.

The woman on the sofa was initially frightened by Song Jiayin's aura, but she quickly returned to her original look of disdain.

Gong Yichen did not answer his, and neither did the woman.

Song Jiayin tried her best to suppress her emotions. Taking a deep breath, she asked, "Who is she?"

"You don't need to know who she is." Gong Yichen replied coldly. He tidied up his shirt collar that had been messed up by the woman, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment, it's Chen." the woman on the sofa called again.

The woman pulled Gong Yichen's arm, pulling him back to the sofa. Then, she kissed Gong Yichen's lips. "You forgot about that."

Seeing her actions, Song Jiayin could no longer bear it. Song Jiayin's eyes were completely red as she stared at the lady, as if she had a deep grudge with her.

Seeing Song Jiayin staring at her, the woman scoffed at Song Jiayin with a guilty conscience, "You … Why are you staring at me like that? "You can't blame others for being perverted."

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Song Jiayin throwing the basket on him. The enchanting woman immediately turned pale from fright, and hid behind Gong Yichen while screaming.

In the face of Song Jiayin's fury, Gong Yichen did not dodge, but simply sat there quietly, allowing her to vent his anger.

"Bam!" The basket fell on Gong Yichen's head, accompanied by a few drops of blood. Blood slowly dripped from Gong Yichen's forehead. Before falling down, he looked at Song Jiayin. The woman was still glaring at her, but at the same time she was panicking.

The enchanting woman looked at the collapsed Gong Yichen in shock, then turned to Song Jiayin and said angrily: "Alright, you hurt Young Master Gong, I'll make you suffer."

Song Jiayin was stunned, she did not know what to do next.