Chapter 472 (1/2)

Gong Yichen stood up and stood by the window. His slender fingers were on his arms. The expression on his face was not as soft as the light in the room. His cold voice escaped from his mouth: ”why didn't you want to let her go when you wanted to harm Jiayin with your precious son and Jing Junling?”

Gong Xuezhen's begging voice suddenly, she looked up at Gong Yichen, heart a clatter, that day in the hospital, song Jiayin and her quarrel, maybe let Gong Yichen hear!

Before Gong Xuezhen can recover, Gong Yichen's cold voice has sounded again, like a huge stone, blocking the only way she can save her son.

”Since you had the strength to kill your grandfather, why can't I send your son where he should go? Besides, isn't he to blame for all this? ”

Gong Yichen suddenly turned to face Gong Xuezhen. His fair skin was even more pale because of this serious illness. Under the warm orange light, his face, though not with any expression, was slightly blue and purple.

”Don't you think it's hard to protect yourself? How do you think you can save your son! You think you're my sister, I can't do anything to you?! Please wipe your dog's eyes well, and do it yourself in the future. ”

Gong Yichen puts his hand in his trouser pocket, turns around and no longer looks at Gong Xuezhen. His cold eyes gradually close - but not because he feels sorry for his so-called nephew or his sister, but because song Jiayin was tortured by them, and even more for his noisy and unreasonable sister.

”Hello, call two bodyguards in and invite Miss Gong Xuezhen out.” Gong Yichen said to the landline.

In the blink of an eye, two bodyguards came in from the door. Gong Yichen winked at them and motioned them to lift Gong Xuezhen out, who was still kneeling on the ground.

He rubbed his forehead and his eyebrows were locked. Sure enough, the most tiring thing was not the mountain work of the company, but the thing that didn't matter when he talked with a fool for a long time.

”What are you doing! Let go of me! I tell you, I'm gong Xuezhen, Miss Gong Jiada! What are you doing! ”

As soon as the two bodyguards set up Gong Xuezhen, she struggled desperately. However, because she had been kneeling on the granite tiles for too long, her knees were numb. Except for her two arms that she could dance hard, her feet could not make any effort.

”Yechen, yechen, I beg you, I beg you to save my son. Can you understand a mother's feelings... I beg you. ” Seeing that the struggle was fruitless, Gong Xuezhen called to Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen didn't turn his head. He kept looking out of the window, looking a little erratic. He kept listening to Gong Xuezhen's voice.

How about a mother? Gong Xuezhen, how funny you are! When you caused song Jiayin's abortion, why don't you understand a mother's mood.

His fists were tightly clenched, and in his mind was song Jiayin's face full of tears and deep pain. Every drop of her tears fell into his heart.

She shed tears, he shed blood.

After Gong Xuezhen was bombed away, Gong Yichen sent someone to suppress Gong Xuezhen's influence. Although her son is now being detained, he has his own pressure to exert, and those people in the police station dare not just let Wu Zihao come out, how can Gong Yichen not guess Gong Xuezhen's means.

Now that Gong Xuezhen is still holding the money, it is undoubtedly paving the way for Wu Zihao's bail. How can he let those who bullied song Jiayin and killed his grandfather live so easily!

The next morning, Gong Xuezhen rushed to the bank. Money can make the devil push the mill. No matter how powerful Gong Yichen's power is, it can't be equal to the greedy psychology of those police officers.