C199 Contradiction Upgrade (1/2)

In order to relieve the stiff atmosphere, Jing Junling got up and walked to the kitchen to cut the tea.

While Wu Zihao sat on the floor, Gong Yichen sat on the sofa, and thought about how to handle this matter.

”The tea is here, let's drink some tea.” Jing Junling said.

Wu Zihao was really thirsty, he crawled up and immediately grabbed the tea leaves from Jing Junling's hands.

The tea poured down and coincidentally spilled all over Gong Yichen's body.

Gong Yichen clenched his fists and stomped his feet in anger. He thought to himself: ”This brat must have set me up for this. Today, I'll let the police take him away.”

Wu Zihao was a little afraid, he immediately wiped him clean and peeked at him, then whispered: ”I was not careful just now.”

Jing Junling was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat, pretending to scold Wu Zihao.

”So careless.”

Gong Yichen sat on the sofa, seemingly deep in thought.

Suddenly, Gong Yichen's gaze fell on Wu Zihao, pointed at him, and said resolutely: I am going to call the police, and let the police deal with you.

Wu Zihao trembled a little upon hearing this, but continued to display an indifferent expression.

”Go to the police, see if it's shameful or not.” Revealing Evil. Evil expression.

Gong Yichen really wanted to beat him to death right now, so he decided to call the police.

When he thought about how Wu Zihao treated Song Jiayin, he felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

Jing Junling, who was listening at the side, kept thinking of a way to make Gong Yichen give up on the idea of calling the police.

She stuttered, ”Can't you call the police? He's your nephew. It won't be good for anyone.”

Gong Yichen glared fiercely at her.

Annoyed, she said, ”My nephew can treat my wife like this. Have you ever thought about how I feel about it?”

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room turned awkward.

Gong Yichen took out his phone from his pocket and was about to call the police.

Being dodged by Jing Junling, she came up with a plan.

”You really can't call the police. Think about it, this is your nephew and this is your wife. If this sort of shameful thing gets out, how shameful would it be!”

Jing Junling tried her best to persuade her.

Hearing these words, Gong Yichen's heart continuously churned, he was constantly conflicted whether or not he should call the police.

He sat down on the sofa and rested his forehead on his hands, thinking: Even if it's for his wife's sake, this cop can't be called in. It's not good for him. And it's even less good for the company.

After repeated stabbing, he gave up on calling the police.

This time, after Wu Zihao heard this, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Only then did Jing Junling give the phone back to him. She was also panting heavily and sat on the sofa to rest.

”All of you, stay far away from me.” Gong Yichen shouted in anger.

After hearing this, Jing Junling immediately went to support Wu Zihao who was sitting down.

It could be said that both of them were injured, but Gong Yichen was heartbroken, and could never make up for it.

Watching as they left the room, Gong Yichen suddenly walked to Song Jiayin's bedside. He continued to hug her and did not make a sound for a long time.

He seemed to be comforting Song Jiayin, but Song Jiayin was unconscious at the moment.

”It's all my fault. I didn't protect you well and let you suffer.” Gong Yichen ruthlessly blamed himself.

He went to the bathroom and brought a basin of water and a cloth to wipe her face.

He carefully pulled her hand out from under the blanket and washed her carefully.

Looking at it, Song Jiayin's face was pale white, scaring him to death. He stayed by her side, never leaving for a moment.