C172 One foot high one foot high one foot high (1/2)

Min Lingling's reprimand and constant blabbering did not matter much to Gong Yichen, but Song Jiayin's reaction hurt her.

After waiting for a long time, Gong Yichen decided to turn around and leave, leaving the three of them in a daze.

”Bang ~ ~ ~”

The sound of the door closing caused Min Lingling to tremble uncontrollably. She turned her head and swallowed her saliva as she asked with some lingering fear, ”Is Teacher angry?”

Song Jiayin raised his head to look at the tightly shut door, her face carrying a bit of sadness. She shook his head and said: ”I don't know.”

The fastest person to recover from the door slam was Jing Junling. Who knew how nervous she was before, afraid that Gong Yichen would ask her something.

When Gong Yichen walked in, he inadvertently glanced at her. That cold and sharp gaze of his made her want to rush out of the door.

Just as he was about to confront Song Jiayin, all sorts of explanations flashed across her mind. Just when she was waiting for Gong Yichen to ask, she immediately replied him with a clear explanation. Why didn't he ask? Could it be that Song Jiayin knew of something?

Only, she did not expect Gong Yichen to not even ask a single question, and directly left just like that.

If she left, then that would be good. She would have a way to settle the rest of the matters.

”Song Jiayin, I like Gong Yichen.” Jing Junling didn't waste any time as she walked in front of Song Jiayin and said seriously.

”Oh.” Song Jiayin casually nodded her head, she did not seem to want to bother with Jing Junling at all.

”Let me tell you, Gong Yichen is mine, you will never be able to take him away.” Seeing that Song Jiayin didn't mind at all, Jing Junling only thought that she was pretending to be calm.

Song Jiayin didn't have the time to waste on Jing Junling. She had initially wanted to give her some face, but it was obvious that Jing Junling didn't want this face, since she was nominally speaking in consideration of her own sister.

However, Song Jiayin did not take her words to heart.

Right now, her mind was filled with Gong Yichen's expression when he left and his appearance when he left. His usually cold and arrogant handsome face was dark and looked like he did not allow anyone to enter, making her feel really helpless.

Looking at the lost Song Jiayin, Jing Junling had an idea.

Since the two of them hadn't been able to sort things out, she might as well make things more chaotic.

”I've been with him all these years. However, since you like him and are his wife in name, we did not tell you. ” Jing Junling's tone softened a little as he spoke with a hint of grievance.

Song Jiayin once again lowered her head and played with his fingers, showing an expression as though she did not care, but his trembling fingers were out. Selling her current mood.

Seeing that, Jing Junling immediately forced herself to shed a few tears, and said aggrievedly: ”We really love each other, but we don't want to hurt you, so we can only interact in private.”

”He didn't want to hurt you, and he didn't want to mistreat me, so we were in a stalemate. It's just that, Song Jiayin, I really can't take it anymore. I was really heartbroken to see him between us. I thought about letting go, but I really can't. ”

After saying that, Jing Junling's tears were like pearls that had their string cut as they continuously fell down.

Seeing her like this, Min Lingling couldn't help but want to applaud and cheer for her. With such acting, it would be a waste of resources not to compete for Oscar.