C197 You must be all right

Gong Yichen came to the door of the bedroom. He looked at the door in front of him and felt a little uneasy: Jia Yin must be inside, but this door should be locked from the inside. If he wanted to open it, he could only do so.

Without thinking too much, he slammed into the bedroom door, but the door didn't budge at all like before, and it didn't budge because of his strength.

At first, Gong Yichen thought that he did not use enough strength, and knocked on the door again.

Gong Yichen's face was already starting to perspire a little, he couldn't help but feel anxious. Right now, he was worried that Jing Junling and Wu Zihao were colluding to do something bad to Song Jiayin, so he used his hand to knock on the door again. He thought to himself: Jia Yin, open the door, why don't you open it? Jiayin, are you really inside? Wait for me. Until I save you, nothing must happen to you.

However, no matter how much he knocked on the door, there was no sound coming from inside. At most, there would be a small rustling sound from time to time.

When Wu Zihao, who was inside, heard the knock on the door, he did not know that it was Gong Yichen. He did not know if he should slowly enjoy the good stuff. Besides, Gong Yichen was not back yet, even if Gong Yichen was back, what could he do to him? What was there to be anxious about?

Wu Zihao's heart was very agitated as he listened. He glanced at the sleeping Song Jiayin beside him, then moved his head closer to Song Jiayin's neck. Then, he lightly inhaled, in an attempt to absorb the fragrance from her body.

As for Song Jiayin, she was still sleeping beside him and had not woken up.

Hearing the knock on the door, Wu Zihao became so agitated that he could not endure it any longer. He stopped what he was doing, turned around, and looked at the door as he yelled angrily: "Can't you just get lost right now? "No matter where you go, as long as you're not here, you don't have to disturb me. If you ruin my plans, you won't be able to eat any good fruits either."

With that, he clenched his hand into a fist and punched the empty bed sheet beside Song Jiayin. He thought to himself: This Jing Junling is really untactful, don't you know that she will ruin my interest by doing this? However, if anyone dares to ruin my good fortune, then they will die for sure.

Thinking up to here, that terrifying evil smile appeared on the corners of his mouth once again.

Gong Yichen heard Wu Zihao's voice from inside, and as expected, it was as he expected. He did not need to think to know what this Wu Zihao, his so-called "good" nephew would do to Song Jiayin.

Gong Yichen shouted loudly: "Wu Zihao, you stop right now! If you dare to even touch a single strand of Song Jiayin's hair, you can just wait to die. "

Once he said that, Gong Yichen continued to slam against the door with all his might. As he did so, he also loudly warned Wu Zihao, afraid that he might encounter some danger.

Gong Yichen's arm felt a bit of pain from the collision, but he didn't care too much about it.

Right now, his mind was only filled with images of those Wu Zihao who would hurt Song Jiayin or something like that. When he thought of this, Gong Yichen strongly smashed the door, because he could not allow other people to hurt Song Jiayin even the slightest bit.

Wu Zihao heard Gong Yichen's voice and thought for a while: How could it be Gong Yichen's voice, why did he suddenly come back?

Not long later, he disapproved and secretly thought in his heart: So what if it's Gong Yichen? Hmph, the door has already been locked by me. Let's talk after we enter.

Then, she gently hooked Song Jiayin's chin with her finger, playfully looking at her exquisite face as she quietly said, "Jiayin, no rush, let's slowly play."

With that, she stroked the excess black hair on Song Jiayin's face back to her ears with a smile.

Gong Yichen continued to knock on the door and shouted: "Jia Yin, Song Jiayin, you must wait for me, I'll be back soon."

There were many times when Gong Yichen did not knock the door open. Seeing that the door was not shut tightly like before, but instead seemed to be slightly shaken, Gong Yichen took a few steps back, and then once again, used all his strength to smash into the door.

However, the door was still shaking slightly, Gong Yichen leaned on the door, looking flustered and exasperated, he had almost used up all of his strength just now.

His eyes were slightly red. He clenched his hand into a fist and punched the door hard, as if he hated himself for not coming earlier to stop this from happening. Not long later, his hands turned completely red.

Song Jiayin's figure and his smug smile appeared in Gong Yichen's mind once again. He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, "Wu Zihao, I definitely won't let you succeed. If you can't, then I'll keep on crashing.

Just as he finished speaking, Gong Yichen sucked in a deep breath and retreated to the back.

He rubbed the spot where he had been hit, ready to hit it. Once again, he crashed into the door.

This time, Gong Yichen finally slammed the door open, only that his arm was already completely red, but he couldn't care about that much, he could only care about Song Jiayin's safety.

When the door opened, Gong Yichen noticed the bed. On top of that, Wu Zihao's body was lying on top of Song Jiayin's body, while Song Jiayin's eyes were tightly shut, as if he was in deep sleep.

Gong Yichen guessed that Song Jiayin would not be with Wu Zihao, it must be because Jing Junling and Wu Zihao had colluded with each other to give Song Jiayin some improper means, which was why she was currently sleeping here.

Gong Yichen glared fiercely at Wu Zihao as he walked in from outside. He was still clenching his teeth and said: "Wu Zihao, you are simply an animal, if you have the ability come at me, what are you doing to Song Jiayin?"

After hearing the voice, Wu Zihao shifted his gaze onto Gong Yichen, and immediately got off the bed. Up and down.

Seeing Gong Yichen's current state, he was actually a little nervous in his heart, because, after all, Gong Yichen was his own uncle, and he himself knew what kind of person Gong Yichen was.

At this time, the smell of gunpowder in the room was getting thicker and thicker. Gong Yichen looked very terrifying when he looked at Wu Zihao, as if he was going to put this man in front of him to death in the next moment.

Gong Yichen coldly glared at Wu Zihao as he rushed to his side. It seemed like he had returned in time, and Song Jiayin had only taken off a few of her outer clothes, they had not been tainted by Wu Zihao.