Cold Prince Charming Spoils His Wife

Gong Yichen's sudden visit caused Gong Xuezhen to be shocked. Her lips slightly opened, but from beginning to end he did not say a single word.

Probably Gong Xuezhen had only wanted to take advantage of the situation and sneak in to teach Song Jiayin a lesson when she left, but she never thought that Gong Yichen had only gone out for a short while, and hadn't left for too long.

Gong Yichen was exactly one head taller than Gong Xuezhen, he was tall and big, his aura also revealed a dangerous aura, which made people involuntarily feel fear.

Seeing Gong Yichen's arrival, Song Jiayin finally let out a sigh of relief.

Although he did not understand why Gong Xuezhen would speak ill of her from the very start, this was still their Gong Family's private matter. It was not good to let an outsider like her speak ill of her, after all, Gong Yichen would probably resolve this easily.

Gong Xuezhen was still a little afraid of Gong Yichen. Although there was a big difference in age between the two, she could still feel the oppressive aura coming from Gong Yichen's body.

Gong Yichen frowned and stared at Gong Xuezhen unhappily: "If you have the time to visit Song Jiayin at the hospital, you might as well spend more time overseas to visit father."

Upon hearing the word "father", the originally overbearing Gong Xuezhen's face instantly went deathly pale.

She swallowed her saliva, and glanced at Song Jiayin. She clenched her hands into a fist, trying her best to suppress the excitement in her heart.

"So what did you come here to say, sister?" Gong Yichen emphasized the word "sister" before continuing after a pause, "Are you here to find me to discuss my old man's matter, or is it about Wu Zihao's internship?"

Gong Xuezhen was speechless.

She never thought that Gong Yichen would use this matter to pressure her, but she could do nothing about it. She could only allow herself to be controlled by Gong Yichen.

Song Jiayin, who was watching from the side, was completely dumbstruck.

The Gong Xuezhen who had just been overweeningly arrogant turned silent under Gong Yichen's simple words, and bowed in defeat.

Gong Xuezhen bit her lower lip, the corner of her clothes being pinched between her two hands until they were wrinkled.

Initially, she had even wanted to use her elder sister's name to scold Gong Yichen a little. Without their consent, Gong Yichen had gone ahead and found an unknown woman to marry, but she didn't expect herself to be suppressed by Gong Yichen until she couldn't speak.

After thinking for a moment, she only glared fiercely at Song Jiayin, and angrily walked out of the ward with her bag.

The sound of heavy high heels gradually faded away until it gradually disappeared.

Gong Yichen held out the bag of designers. and threw it onto Song Jiayin's bed. He then asked curiously, "Why did you let her in?"

"It … It was she who came in …" Song Jiayin felt a bit wronged.

"Fine, forget it." Gong Yichen frowned: "Pay attention to her next time."

"Got it." Song Jiayin nodded her head and opened the drawing case in her hands.

Seeing that she was alright, Gong Yichen urged her: "I'm going to class now. You stay here alone for a while, if there's anything you need, just call Zheng Rui.

His tone was filled with worry, as if he was afraid that something like that would happen again after he left. But this time, he couldn't rush over just in time like before.

Song Jiayin recalled the attitude that Gong Xuezhen had towards her, and as usual, made her feel uncomfortable, so she straightforwardly agreed: "Alright, you can go to class without worry."

Seeing that she obediently promised him, Gong Yichen was relieved and left the ward.