Gong Yichen's ears were constantly listening to Song Jiayin's words, and Song Jiayin's gentle words entered his ears. For some reason, when Gong Yichen heard her words, his heart unconsciously softened.

Gong Yichen's heart seemed to be covered by honey. The words that Song Jiayin had said did not just give him a sense of comfort, it also gave him a feeling of warmth.

When he was with Song Jiayin, he didn't want to think about those things, but sometimes he had to think about it. The words that she said today was all to prevent him from getting too worried, and she didn't want him and those people to argue too much about her.

Gong Yichen did not say anything, he did not want to say anything, he just wanted to hug Song Jiayin and stay together.

Gong Yichen placed his head on Song Jiayin's shoulder with a sense of attachment. He hugged Song Jiayin and listened to his words and feelings, and for some reason, a kind of heartache was born in his heart. It was pain that felt in his heart.

Feeling sorry for her understanding, Gong Yichen said to Song Jiayin: "Jia Yin, sometimes you don't need to be so sensible. You always have me."

Gong Yichen's words contained pain in his heart for Song Jiayin. Sometimes, when one was overly sensible, it would make one's heart ache even more, and Song Jiayin was exactly such a person.

To Gong Yichen, he would rather Song Jiayin not be so sensible and be a little more difficult and willful. That would be good.

She didn't need to think about Gong Yichen all the time because she could. Wasn't it better to think about herself more? Every single time, it would make Gong Yichen unable to help but soften. It was as if Song Jiayin was his natural nemesis, and no matter what, she would be moved by her.

"I know, but there are a lot of things that I don't want you to worry about. I can share some of it for you, and it's good for me as well." Song Jiayin smiled and said to Gong Yichen. Her words were filled with sincerity, Song Jiayin had always been this kind of person, never changing.

When Gong Yichen heard her words, the deepest part of his heart softened once again. Letting go of her, he said while looking Song Jiayin in the eye, "You have to believe me, I just want you to be a little happier."

Song Jiayin looked at Gong Yichen, and in his eyes, she could see that he was serious. She believed in her, and that was why she kept thinking about him.

"Chen, no matter what, I'm still the happiest with you." Song Jiayin smiled. Seeing her beautiful smile, Gong Yichen put the hair on her face behind her ears.

The two of them had smiles at the corner of their mouths. Actually, Gong Yichen was very clear about her thoughts, he knew that the words she had said were for his own good.

When he thought about this place, Gong Yichen hugged Song Jiayin once again. Seeing him like this, Song Jiayin also hugged him, and the two of them moved as if they were heating up each other, unwilling to let go, both of them thinking about the other.

Gong Yichen looked at her direct gaze, and in his heart, he felt a little helpless. However, since it was Song Jiayin's suggestion, then Gong Yichen would naturally agree to it.

A little helplessly, he nodded and said, "I understand. I will remember that they are my family. No matter what they did, I will try my best to forgive them and live in peace with them."

Looking at Song Jiayin in front of him, she couldn't help but wonder how she could have met such a foolish woman. More importantly, she cared deeply about him.

When Song Jiayin heard him speak, she knew that this was his concession and even more so wished that Wu Zihao and the others to truly understand him. Otherwise, her good heart would not be able to endure such a waste and suffering.

However, when he raised his head, he saw the slightly smelly face of Gong Yichen. Why was it like this? In an instant, he felt like he couldn't wipe the feeling of the north away.

Gong Yichen looked at the muddled egg in front of him and snappily said, "You just finished showering and you don't know how to wipe your hair clean. What if you catch a cold like this?"

Song Jiayin's heart warmed. She originally did not know what had happened, but now that she thought about it, it turned out that he was worried about her. Only now did she remember that she had purposely given him her wet hair in the bathroom.

The next thing he saw was Gong Yichen silently walking to the bathroom, taking out a dry towel and a hair dryer. Seeing his actions, Song Jiayin's heart was extremely sweet.

"Come here," Gong Yichen looked at her foolish and happy expression, and the tensed up expression on his face suddenly softened as he patted his own big head. The legs indicated Song Jiayin's movements.

She lay quietly on the bed. On top, with's version of the pillow, Song Jiayin smiled like a little cat who had stolen something fishy.

And then he heard him say, "Wifey, you don't have to worry about these things. I'm the head of our family, I'll protect you."

The sound of the hair dryer made the whole environment more harmonious. Song Jiayin looked at his serious look and subconsciously said, "Mmm mhm, I know you will stay by my side to protect me."

Hearing her foolish words, Gong Yichen sometimes truly felt that he was very lucky to be able to meet this silly girl in a vast sea of people.

He carefully picked up a pinch and put it on his nose. In an instant, he felt satisfied. He didn't know if it was the fragrance of the shampoo or her original scent that made him infatuated, but the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

Gong Yichen's smiling appearance immediately caused Song Jiayin to fall. At that moment, he felt as if the sun and moon had lost their luster. Clutching his chest, he seemed to hear a thumping sound. Then, she heard him say, "There's also Gong Xuezhen and her son, the two of them don't dare to be impudent. After all …"

Song Jiayin was immediately bewitched by his smile. She couldn't hear clearly what Gong Yichen had said just now, and there were some doubts in her heart. Why did he say that mother and son didn't dare to do anything to each other?