C25

After putting down the phone, Gong Yichen acted like nothing had happened and returned the phone back to Song Jiayin.

The conversation between Gong Yichen and his just now had shocked Song Jiayin.

After being together with Wu Zihao for three years, in her impression of him, he had always been a irritable fellow who focused on himself and was selfish. His silent tolerance and tolerance had allowed their relationship to persist for so long.

But sometimes, Wu Zihao was really too much.

Even Gong Yichen, who he had only known for a short while, had a much more gentlemanly demeanor than him.

The conversation between the two just now was extremely short. It was probably because Wu Zihao did not know of the reason why Song Jiayin was beside them, so he indiscriminately shifted all of the responsibility onto her, while he himself became an innocent victim.

"Hai." Song Jiayin sighed.

If she hadn't heard it, she wouldn't have believed that Wu Zihao would slander her like that.

But what surprised her was that Gong Yichen truly had some skills. With just a few words, he subdued Wu Zihao completely.

Especially the two keywords that he had just mentioned, "grandfather" and "internship", made Song Jiayin unable to help herself from falling into deep thought.

Otherwise, why would Wu Zihao be so scared to the point of not daring to say another word when he only heard the two words "Grandfather"?

There must be something in it.

Gong Yichen stared into Song Jiayin's eyes, his sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, and his mouth hooked into a playful smile: "What? You can't wait to see him? "

"You … "I did not!" Song Jiayin pouted, and turned her face to the side in dissatisfaction.

She was actually so naive to think that Gong Yichen would also have a moment of seriousness!

She really regretted that she had asked such a question only to be caught by Gong Yichen. Laughing. Too bad.

Gong Yichen was neither angry nor annoyed by her attitude. He merely leaned close to her and gently whispered into her ear. "Don't worry, don't be anxious.

"What … What nonsense are you saying!?" I don't want it! " Song Jiayin immediately covered her ears and blurted out without thinking.

Just now, Gong Yichen had suddenly moved closer, bringing along a slight breeze, to the point that one could almost smell the faint fragrance of lemon on his body, it was extremely refreshing.

"No? That won't do. " Gong Yichen playfully sized her up, and continued to add: "My father will definitely like you."

Saying that, he stared at Song Jiayin's face, carefully observing it, as though he was admiring a precious art piece.

Song Jiayin did not dare to look straight into Gong Yichen's eyes. For some reason, she felt that those deep almond-shaped eyes of his seemed to be able to suck a person in, and it was difficult to extricate himself when she was intoxicated.

She had to admit that Gong Yichen was very handsome, with his strong features and clear profile. He had satisfied all of Yan Chi's demands, and was simply a perfect existence.

But only Song Jiayin did not dare to approach him too closely.

Because she knew that Gong Yichen and her had never belonged to the same world, so if he got too close, his injuries would definitely be very deep.

So she would just treat her as the ordinary her, and wouldn't ask to be intersected in Gong Yichen's world. The two would still be in the same world and would never intersect.