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Song Jiayin's phone was holding onto a bowl that was half filled with porridge. Suddenly, she felt a shadow enveloping him, Song Jiayin strangely raised her head to look, and discovered that Wu Zihao was walking closer and closer to him. Song Jiayin thought that Wu Zihao saw that she had finished eating and came over to receive her bowl, so he subconsciously extended his hand to give the bowl to Wu Zihao.

In the end, Wu Zihao did not pick his up, but continued to pressure her. Song Jiayin was not an idiot, and immediately reacted with his head thrown back, dodging his.

Fortunately, there was only half a bowl of congee left inside. It was not very hot, just a little warm, and he could not feel anything through the blanket, or else it would be instantly burned.

Song Jiayin knew from Gong Yichen's personality that he definitely did not leave, and was definitely outside listening to the sounds inside the house. He wanted to make use of the sound of the bowl falling to the ground to attract Gong Yichen's attention, but because it fell onto the thick blanket, it did not make any sound, as if it had never fallen.

Song Jiayin watched Wu Zihao, who was retreating a little, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

She felt a little bit guilty about Wu Zihao. He and Wu Zihao had a very good relationship back then, and the two of them had agreed to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate, but because of her mistake, she got the certificate from Gong Yichen and broke up with Wu Zihao. In a way, she had let Wu Zihao down, and she thought that even if the two of them weren't together, they could still be friends.

But now, as Song Jiayin looked at Wu Zihao, her mind went blank, and her hands uncontrollably slapped onto Wu Zihao's face.

The crisp sound became especially loud and ear-piercing in the silent ward.

Wu Zihao's hand suddenly touched his face, as if he couldn't believe that Song Jiayin would hit him. He covered his face and stared blankly at Song Jiayin.

Song Jiayin didn't know what to do to react under Wu Zihao's attentive gaze, and could only lower his head, nervously rubbing the bed sheets with both hands.

As Wu Zihao watched, he immediately stood up, his face becoming red and distorted from anger, and his tone becoming rough: ”Song Jiayin, what are you doing?”

Song Jiayin, hearing Wu Zihao's angry voice, looked up at a loss. It was as if he had been frightened by Wu Zihao's reaction, and his tone was even a little wronged. ”You broke the rules first.”

Hearing Song Jiayin's words, Wu Zihao took a deep breath, placed his hands on his hips and walked two rounds around the bed. He still had not suppressed his anger, and her words were still as unpleasant as before: ”Song Jiayin, what are you pretending to be? ”Look at you, like a fairy. You don't eat the world, so what if I kiss you? I was the one who thought highly of you.”

Song Jiayin had already lowered his head after rebutting just now, and now that Wu Zihao had said such harsh words, he did not raise his head. Instead, he lowered his head and continued to rub his bed, his expression could not be seen.

Wu Zihao saw that Song Jiayin did not react, and was even more angry than before. His tone was also getting more and more ugly, ”Song Jiayin, don't think that you are some kind of goddess, if it wasn't for the fact that you are beautiful now, I would only be willing to touch you!”

After she finished speaking, she looked at Song Jiayin and sneered: ”The reason why I'm willing to make a move on you today is only because you've ascended to the heavens in one leap. Don't think that you're still that goddess now.”

Song Jiayin opened her mouth to retort, but Wu Zihao simply did not give her any voice to speak, and continued, ”Do you really think Gong Yichen likes you? If you didn't get a certificate from him, he wouldn't even look at you. ”