C154 wrest sympathy

Wu Zihao pulled Song Jiayin's hand. After thinking about it, he then directly carried her out of the bed, casually grabbed a coat, and put it on Song Jiayin's shoulder.

"Beep Beep", Wu Zihao's phone rang a few times. Wu Zihao opened it to see that it was a blank message that Jing Junling had sent him.

"What do you want?" Song Jiayin stared at her phone for a while.

"It's nothing, it's just a piece of trash information. I deleted it." Wu Zihao saw that Song Jiayin had finished speaking, so he also replied Jing Junling with a text, "Go up immediately!"

After Wu Zihao replied to the message, he kept the phone in his pocket and pulled Song Jiayin's hand as he walked towards the elevator.

On the balcony, Jing Junling and Gong Yichen stood there silently. Jing Junling turned her head to look at Gong Yichen, and was exceptionally captivating.

"You only think of Song Jiayin alone, don't you?" Jing Junling asked.

Gong Yichen nodded.

"Do you really not know if I like you or if you're just pretending?" Jing Junling asked in a sobbing tone.

"I …" Gong Yichen had never heard Jing Junling speak in such a straightforward manner before, and for a moment, she did not know how to reply.

"It doesn't matter, I can still slowly wait. When you see me one day and think of me, no matter what happens, I will immediately run to your side." Jing Junling said emotionally, and kept looking at Gong Yichen's face.

Looking at Jing Junling's expression, Gong Yichen did not know what to say.

"Can you give me a hug?" Jing Junling saw that Gong Yichen was not replying to her. Calculating the time, Wu Zihao and Song Jiayin should be arriving soon.

Gong Yichen thought that he shouldn't be given hope. Then he shook his head.

"Not even once?" Jing Junling looked at Gong Yichen with a bitter face, "You can treat it as a hug between friends, that's all."

Gong Yichen hesitated for a moment, he looked around and felt that at this time, there should not be anyone else coming up to the Sky Platform.

Reaching out, he hugged the skinny Jing Junling.

"We're almost there. Slow down, and be careful of the stairs." Wu Zihao slowly pulled Song Jiayin, and Song Jiayin carefully looked at the road under her feet, step by step.

Just as she was about to reach the top floor, Song Jiayin raised her head to look, and was completely stunned.

"What's wrong?" Wu Zihao felt that Song Jiayin had paused for a moment and followed her gaze. From his angle, he just so happened to see two people hugging each other, and upon closer inspection, he discovered that it was Jing Junling's hands hanging down, Gong Yichen's big body wrapped around her small and skinny body.

"This... Are we still not up? " Wu Zihao pretended to be surprised and asked Song Jiayin.

"After all, the two of you haven't divorced yet. He …" Seeing that Song Jiayin had not moved, Wu Zihao continued to fan the flames.

"Let's go!" Song Jiayin clenched her teeth tightly and spat out a single word.

Wu Zihao supported Song Jiayin as they walked down. Song Jiayin's footsteps were so fast, it seemed like she was trying to escape.

She did not understand why her heart felt as painful as a knife.

Jing Junling happened to be facing the staircase, seeing the two figures leaving, she smiled with satisfaction.

Gong Yichen just so happened to let go of her.

"Chen …" Jing Junling immediately choked back her tears, and looked at Gong Yichen with teary eyes.

"Do you know how long I've been in love with you? I have liked you since I was young. I felt that you were too outstanding, so I chose to go abroad to study and make myself exceptionally outstanding so that I could be worthy of you and have the opportunity to be together with you. " Jing Junling continued, "However, if I were to find out that you would marry Song Jiayin in the few years I was abroad, even if I were to die, I would definitely stay by your side. You don't know how much I like you. "

"Jing Junling, I am only treating you as my younger sister." Gong Yichen listened to Jing Junling's confession to himself.

"Don't say it, listen to me, but I know how desperate I was when you got married. After that, when I knew that Song Jiayin and you weren't truly in love, I felt that I now had that little bit of hope." After Jing Junling finished speaking, she took out a tissue and wiped her tears.

Gong Yichen was speechless as he looked at Jing Junling. He did not know that Jing Junling's feelings for him were this deep.

"Ding ling ling …" Just then, Gong Yichen's phone rang. Gong Yichen immediately took out his phone from his pocket.

"Alright, I'll go to the company immediately." After Gong Yichen hung up, he looked at Jing Junling and said, "My company has some business."

"Mn, if there's anything you need, you can go ahead. I just want you to know how much I like you, it definitely won't be any less than the number of people who like Song Jiayin." Jing Junling wiped her tears again.

Gong Yichen quickly walked out of the Sky Platform as if he was escaping for his life.

Walking out of the Sky Platform, he breathed a sigh of relief. Facing Jing Junling's confession, he didn't know what to do, and had been deep in thought the entire time.

On the roof, Jing Junling looked at Gong Yichen's figure disappearing into the distance. She felt that by doing this, he and Song Jiayin would no longer have any possibility of winning. Furthermore, maybe Gong Yichen even had that kind of feeling towards him.

Wu Zihao supported Song Jiayin into the lift, looking at the expression on Song Jiayin's face when he said that.

The two of them walked to the sickroom together. They were both deep in thought and didn't say anything.

Song Jiayin's mind was filled with the scene of Gong Yichen hugging Jing Junling just now, it could not even be wiped away. She did her best to not think about it.

Wu Zihao carried Song Jiayin up to the bed and sat him on a chair by the side. He peeled an apple for Song Jiayin and placed it beside her.

Wu Zihao took out his phone and sent a message to Jing Junling.

"How was it with you?"

"Just now, Gong Yichen was a little moved. At least he did not reject me."

Wu Zihao was very satisfied with this situation, he put down his phone and looked at the dazed Song Jiayin.

"Eat?" Wu Zihao called out three times in a row, but she did not respond, and waved his hand in front of her a few times.

"Ai!" "What's wrong?" Song Jiayin regained her senses and looked at Wu Zihao.

"What are you thinking? Why are you so lost in thought? I've already yelled at you a few times." Wu Zihao asked.

"Nothing, right, what did you just ask me?" Song Jiayin forced a smile.

"Do you want to go out for dinner?" Wu Zihao repeated himself.

"I'm not hungry yet." Song Jiayin shook her head.

"Then I'll go down and take a look. If there's anything to eat, I'll bring it over for you." Wu Zihao said.

"Okay, then go." Song Jiayin was quiet now, as if she was alone. When she thought about the scene she saw on the roof earlier, her heart ached.

Wu Zihao took his mobile, walked out and gently closed the door.