Chapter 589

Gong Yichen sneered in his heart: Song Jiayin, song Jiayin, is it because I am so kind and indulgent to you at ordinary times that I create such a scene today? Did I let you down too much or did you let me down too much? Thanks to my consideration of giving you some space and freedom, how can you treat me? I won't give you up to anyone else! You will always be mine!

Lu Junyan saw that song Jiayin was looking not far away in a daze. He thought that something had happened, so he took a look and saw Gong Yichen standing there. Even Lu Junyan himself was stunned.

Gong Yichen was very surprised to see Lu Junyan look at himself, just like he had just finished a bad thing and was found. Gong Yichen was very angry. Without saying a word, he pulled song Jiayin from Lu Junyan's side. His strength was heavier, and he seemed to be defending his own things.

Three people like this, you look at me, I see you, has lasted for a long time.

Song Jiayin sees Gong Yichen's wind and rain on his face, and she is upset.

I don't know what kind of nerve he has. He suddenly wants to take her away. He has a gloomy face, which makes him owe him millions.

There must be some misunderstanding. I don't know what will happen with him at this time.

Now Song Jiayin threw away Gong Yichen's hand.

"You." For a moment, Gong Yichen was forced away by song Jiayin, and his face was unbelievable.

"Pain, have what words to say well." Song Jiayin rubbed her wrist.

Gong Yichen glimpses some red on the girl's thin and white wrist. He knows that he is too hard and feels guilty. He just wants to apologize.

At this time, Lu diaoyan stepped forward and stood in front of song Jiayin. He interrupted him and said, "if she doesn't want to, don't force her."

"You care about me?" Gong Yichen is upset when he is interrupted by other men. His eyes are full of anger, which shows that he is in a bad mood at the moment.

"I don't care about you, but as a man, don't force a woman." Lu diaoyan clearly sounded every word.

Song Jiayin opened her mouth to explain, but it was too late. Gong Yichen had only one string left, and her reason had broken. She waved her fist to Lu diaoyan's face.

"Bang", Lu diaoyan does not prevent Jun face knot solid by a punch, Jun face quickly green a piece.

Unwilling to fall behind, Lu diaoyan also waved a fist, and the two wrestled together.

"Hello, you two! Don't fight. " Song Jiayin is at a loss. When they fight together, there's no place for her to intervene. Besides, she's pregnant now. When they hit each other red eyes, how can they pay attention to her?

The disturbance on this side attracted the attention of the Street police. The Paris police came and trained them to separate them.

Their clothes are not simple, but their faces are scarred and embarrassed. Gong Yichen has a handsome face, and Lu diaoyan is not much better.

"Why fight?" The Paris police tapped their fingers on the table and spoke impatiently in English.

Gong Yichen ignored the police, while Lu diaoyan did not speak. He just turned his head aside and did not cooperate with the investigation.

The patience of the Paris police has been lost due to the lack of cooperation between the two parties.

Song Jiayin, as a spectator, is anxious to see that both men are arrogant and don't speak.

He walked forward and took Gong Yichen's arm. He apologized to the Paris police and said in fluent English, "this is my husband, but he seems to have misunderstood me and this gentleman. They had a conflict before they started."

Lu diaoyan wants to talk and stops talking, but finally he doesn't say anything. He accepts song Jiayin's statement, but Gong Yichen seems to be still angry and turns a deaf ear to it.

"Is that so?" Asked the Paris police with distrust on their faces.

Song Jiayin motioned Lu diaoyan not to say more and admit it. Although Lu diaoyan was still not reconciled, he finally nodded his head and said it was exactly what song Jiayin said.

The Paris police looked at Gong Yichen playfully, but they didn't mean to interfere too much in other people's family affairs. They just said, "in this case, you can solve it in private. Don't make too much trouble. Just go there and pay the fine and leave."

The three paid the fine and were released from the police station.

Out of the police station, Gong Yichen grabs song Jiayin's hand and leaves. As soon as Lu diaoyan is about to step forward, song Jiayin gently shakes her head and signals him not to go back.

Although Lu diaoyan hesitated, he respected song Jiayin's decision.

Gong Yichen takes song Jiayin and strides away to find his parking place.

Song Jiayin had to trot to keep up with his rhythm. Gong Yichen didn't speak, and she didn't know what to say.

To tell the truth, she didn't know what happened, let alone what to say to explain.

Gong Yichen may have found song Jiayin trotting and slowed down to cooperate with her, but he didn't say a word.

The action is a little rough, the person is jammed into the car, the accelerator is stepped on, and the car rushes out.

Song Jiayin didn't know where Gong Yichen was going or what he was doing, so she had to be silent.

Finally, Gong Yichen stopped in front of a hotel. He got off first, opened the door of the co pilot and took her by the hand.

Register to open a room and go upstairs.

When Gong Yichen did these things, he never let go of holding song Jiayin's hand.

Song Jiayin followed the man and opened her mouth to ask him what he was doing in the hotel.

But the kind of low pressure on a man is too terrible. She just wants to narrow her sense of existence, hoping to become a little transparent, so that Gong Yichen doesn't care about her.

The man opens the door of the room and drags her in. Song Jiayin suddenly has a bad feeling.

But she had no way back.

The man's strong body close to her, her hands against the hasty mouth, "you listen to me explain!"

"I don't listen to any explanation!" The man's eyes were a little red. He pulled her arm and threw it on the white bed.

Song Jiayin fell on the soft bed without any pain, but now her heart is cold.

Before she got up, the masculine air came to her face. She used her elbow to touch it, but Gong Yichen naturally ignored her little strength and held the woman's hands over her head.

The lip immediately covered to block song Jiayin's mouth.

All of a sudden, there was a pain in his tongue, and the smell of rust diffused in his mouth. However, Gong Yichen was like a madman who didn't know the pain and was more and more crazy to attack the city.

"Well."

The smell of rust is also in her mouth, but the man is still entangled with her.

Almost breathless, when she was about to suffocate, the man released her again. Song Jiayin couldn't help breathing the air, and was blocked by Gong Yichen.

Song Jiayin's eyes are crystal clear, her legs are struggling, and she is pressed by a man with one leg.

Bastard Gong Yichen!