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Looking at Gong Yichen's leaving figure, an indescribable feeling surfaced in Song Jiayin's heart.

To be honest, no one had ever treated her like this before. Living in an incomplete family, she had never enjoyed the family love enjoyed by her peers, and her impression of fatherly love and motherly love was always very vague.

She had grown up in this world. He was taught to be sensible and obedient, to learn to be on his own. Stand, don't trouble others.

But in the end, she was still just a child. When encountering difficulties, she couldn't cry and throw herself into her parents' arms like the others. She could only silently carry them by herself while holding back her tears.

Plus, her brother's condition was getting worse, so the only person he could rely on in the whole family was her. If she didn't work hard, then her brother probably wouldn't be able to treat his illness.

He sighed lightly. Luckily Gong Yichen had agreed to give her 5 million, so 5 million was probably the only amount of money he had left to save his brother.

But Gong Yichen wasn't too good to her? She couldn't help but think about it. The two of them really did look like a newlywed couple.

Song Jiayin could only sit on the bed. She was bored by the fact that her wounds had not fully healed and that she could not walk freely.

It was a bit lonely to be alone in this empty ward.

She picked up the book on the table that Gong Yichen had just read in English and flipped through a few pages. Other than a few simple words that she could understand, she was completely confused by the rest of the professional terms and unique nouns.

There was nothing to relieve her boredom. She closed the book and put it back where she had found it.

She wanted to take a peach from the table to eat, but based on her current distance, it was still quite a distance away.

Gong Yichen would usually take care of her, so he would never do this kind of thing.

But since Gong Yichen was gone, she could only do it himself.

She stretched out her hand with all her might, trying to reach the honey on the plate. Peach.

It was only a few meters away from Shui Mi. When the peach was only a few centimeters away, a woman suddenly walked into the ward.

She looked down at Song Jiayin condescendingly, and took the peach in front of her, frowning as she looked it up and down at Song Jiayin.

"Who, who are you?" Song Jiayin frowned, then bitterly retracted her hand.

She didn't expect that when she was so focused on the peach, she didn't even notice that someone had come to her room.

The woman in front of him had an extraordinary temperament. She was wearing a dress that reached her knees. Judging from the dark patterns embroidered on her dress, she was definitely an expensive piece of clothing.

In her right hand was the most popular luxury bag, and she was wearing a pair of white high-heeled shoes.

Song Jiayin frowned, she knew that they had not come with good intentions.

However, in her impression, she should have never met such a person. Could he have walked into the wrong room?

The question hovered in her mind.

The woman seemed to have seen through her doubts as she introduced herself, "Hello, I'm Wu Zihao's mother, Gong Xuezhen."

Hearing the words "Wu Zihao's mother", Song Jiayin knew that she was definitely not a good person. The bad premonition in her heart did indeed come true.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Although she was helpless, facing an elder, Song Jiayin could only be polite.

Although he could not understand why Wu Zihao's mother would personally come to him.