C288 Bedroom Trapped

Song Jiayin was firmly locked in front of her chest. No matter how she tried to struggle free, a woman's strength was not as strong as a young man's. Song Jiayin was very afraid in her heart. She struggled with all her might, afraid that Wu Zihao would do something that couldn't be saved.

Wu Zihao looked at the person in front of him. This was the person he had liked for so long, the petite person was locked in front of his chest.

Wu Zihao held onto Song Jiayin with one hand and raised a free hand to gently caress Song Jiayin's face. With a gentle gaze, he said: "You obviously liked me, right? How could you abandon me? It must be Gong Yichen, right? He forced you, didn't he? " While talking, Wu Zihao's eyes were filled with a sinister ruthlessness.

Song Jiayin's grip on her wrist stung, she gritted her teeth, stared at Wu Zihao with her red eyes and said: "Wu Zihao, let go of me."

"Why should I let you go?" Wu Zihao held onto her tightly and laughed sinisterly, "You are obviously one of mine."

Song Jiayin was flustered and exasperated, she took the chance when Wu Zihao wasn't looking, and fiercely bit his wrist. Wu Zihao painfully let go of her, and immediately retreated a few steps, staring at him: "Wu Zihao, I'm your aunt, stop dreaming! I love Gong Yichen! "

Wu Zihao's eyes were completely red, filled with anger, and not a shred of friendship could be seen. He held onto his wrist, and stared at Song Jiayin who was not far away, and said: "Song Jiayin, you're too shameless."

Song Jiayin clenched both her hands tightly. In fact, she was especially afraid in her heart, without Gong Yichen protecting her in the Gong Family, she did not know what to do. But at this moment, her anger had grown stronger than her fear.

"Wu Zihao, don't go too far. This is the Gong Family, not just you. Song Jiayin said to Wu Zihao without a trace of warmth.

"Heh …" What, Gong Family?! Now that you have Gong Yichen as your backer, are you that amazing? " Wu Zihao sneered and walked towards Song Jiayin.

Seeing Wu Zihao's actions, Song Jiayin turned her body to the side and shifted to the back. She said, "Wu Zihao, don't be too proud. Your uncle Gong Yichen will never forgive you for hurting me. " Song Jiayin turned around without batting an eyelid, wanting to lure Wu Zihao over, so she moved towards the door.

"Gong Yichen? What did he count for? If it wasn't for my great-grandfather protecting him, how powerful do you think he would be? " Wu Zihao laughed in disdain. He stared at Song Jiayin and reached out to grab her.

Song Jiayin had already turned her body, she only needed to go around the table and get closer to the door. She continued to provoke Wu Zihao, saying, "So what? He is also someone you can never compare to in your entire life. His strength and abilities are something no one in your family can compare to, and it's impossible with just you."

Wu Zihao glared viciously at Song Jiayin, and took a few steps towards her, intending to grab her and say, "Heh … Didn't you see that he has control over Gong Family's company, and that he has the power and money to do so? Why did he speak up for him now? You want to set up a memorial archway even when you're a bitch? "

"Pei, you son of a b * tch! Stop spouting nonsense!" Song Jiayin glared at Wu Zihao in disgust. Wu Zihao continued, "Why don't you admit to it? Didn't you like me back then? What, am I not satisfied with you? Do you want to come back to me now? I can make it up to you. " As she spoke, a wicked smile appeared in her eyes.

"Clean your mouth for me, don't compare yourself with Gong Yichen, you're not worthy!" Song Jiayin took the chance and rushed to the side of the door, her hand had just placed on the handle of the door, and before she could even open the door, she was caught by Wu Zihao who reacted immediately.

Wu Zihao grabbed Song Jiayin's shoulder with one hand and pressed down on the door with the other. He ruthlessly pinched Song Jiayin's shoulder and pulled her a few steps away from the door, his eyes filled with anger.

Song Jiayin held onto her shoulder in pain, then changed the topic to pinching her wrist, and coldly said, "Song Jiayin, don't give you face, you don't want it." Song Jiayin was grabbing onto one of her hands as she glared at him. Then, she swung her other uncontrollable hand towards Wu Zihao and gave him a slap.

"Wu Zihao, you weren't like this before. "Don't force me, if I don't love you, then I just don't love you!" After Song Jiayin finished, she clenched her numb hands and said.

Wu Zihao couldn't believe it, and touched his cheek. This slap used 100% of his strength, and very quickly, a small handprint appeared on his fair and handsome face.

"Song Jiayin, you dare hit me?! I've changed?! Heh … You have changed! You have become despicable, despicable, and shameless. Follow Gong Yichen, and you will learn every single bit of his viciousness! " Wu Zihao said fiercely as he grabbed both her hands.

"Vicious? Who can be more vicious than you? You kept trying to harm me and Gong Yichen. " Song Jiayin struggled to break free from Wu Zihao's grasp.

"Me? Heh … I was forced by you. You clearly liked me back then, wasn't it good to be with me? Am I not nice to you? I left all the good things to you and thought of everything about you. But what happened? " Wu Zihao hugged Song Jiayin tightly.

Song Jiayin covered her chest with her hands and struggled as much as she could, "I don't like you, I don't like you, I don't like you. How many times do you want me to say that?" She hated Wu Zihao's embrace to death. She felt extremely wronged, she missed Gong Yichen so much that she missed him so much.

Wu Zihao didn't seem to care about Song Jiayin's struggle at all. He held Song Jiayin in one hand and lifted Song Jiayin's hair with the other. Don't struggle, man. The more you struggle, the more excited I get. If you follow me, then what's wrong with it? I am younger and stronger than Gong Yichen. "

Song Jiayin listened to his lower body. She struggled as if her life depended on it and she punched and kicked Wu Zihao. She just wanted to make Wu Zihao feel the pain and let her go, but that power was nothing to Wu Zihao.

Wu Zihao stared intently at Song Jiayin, seeing that her red face was in a good mood, he moved his face closer to her neck. Seeing that he could not break free, Wu Zihao did not mind her punches and kicks, and started to panic in his heart, hoping that someone would come to save her.

However, no one helped her pass down her prayers. Looking at Wu Zihao who was getting closer and closer to her, Song Jiayin was extremely afraid. Wu Zihao, you, you're hurting me, you … Let me go. " She wanted to get Wu Zihao's sympathy. After all, he liked her and wouldn't let her hurt her.

However, Wu Zihao seemed to not want to hear any more from her, he looked up at Song Jiayin, and did not say a word, as though he was waiting to see what tricks Song Jiayin could come up with.

Seeing Wu Zihao like this, Song Jiayin was even more afraid, she suddenly understood, Wu Zihao might not like her, he was only trapped inside her obsession.