Cold Prince Charming Spoils His Wife

The caller ID showed Lu Junyan's name on the screen.

Lu Junyan?

Was he here to hasten the painting?

Song Jiayin was suspicious, although sshe hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he picked up the phone.

"Jia Yin? I'm at the entrance of your hospital. What floor is it? " In the silent night, Lu Junyan's voice was especially loud, as it clearly reverberated in the air through the phone.

Song Jiayin lifted her head and glanced at the indifferent Gong Yichen, and didn't know how to reply for a moment.

"What's wrong? "Jia Yin?" Seeing that she did not reply, Lu Junyan thought that the phone's signal was bad, so he repeated what he had just said once more.

"This, on the third floor, 20 beds." Song Jiayin stuttered, her voice somewhat unsteady.

It was not because she was afraid of meeting Lu Junyan, but because she was afraid that Lu Junyan and Gong Yichen would run into each other.

The current her didn't want to make Gong Yichen's relationship with her public, but if the two of them were to meet again, Lu Junyan would definitely suspect Gong Yichen's identity.

Before Song Jiayin could ask Lu Junyan why he suddenly came to visit her, she had already hung up.

Song Jiayin looked timidly at the nonchalant Gong Yichen beside him.

Gong Yichen had definitely heard all of their conversation, but he acted as if nothing had happened, not having the slightest bit of scruple about Lu Junyan's arrival.

Not long later, Lu Junyan walked into the sickroom with a bunch of lilies and stars in the sky.

I saw him sitting in a hospital bed. Song Jiayin, who was seriously drawing a blueprint, unconsciously lifted the corner of his mouth into a faint smile.

He admired Song Jiayin, this talented little girl. She was clearly just a university student, yet the works she designed and created were so perfect and mature that anyone who saw it would see the light of day.

Every time he saw Song Jiayin wholeheartedly immerse himself in drawing, Lu Junyan would involuntarily think of the time when he was struggling.

Gong Yichen saw all of this.

He narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous look emerged in them.

As Song Jiayin's husband, he should be welcoming the arrival of his superior Lu Junyan. But as a man with extremely strong insight, he could tell with one glance that the way Lu Junyan looked at Song Jiayin was clearly off.

It was the look of someone looking at something he liked.

Could it be that Lu Junyan likes Song Jiayin?

Thinking of this, Gong Yichen tightly clenched his fists, he slightly raised his chin, stood up and said indifferently: "Please sit."

After seeing Gong Yichen, Lu Junyan realized that because he was too focused on looking at Song Jiayin, he actually did not notice the existence of other people in the room.

He politely nodded at Gong Yichen, so it could be considered a good question.

It was just that Lu Junyan had always felt that there was a kind of sinister and cold aura surrounding him from the start, as if it wanted to freeze him.

After looking around, he realized that only Gong Yichen's cold gaze made him shudder.

This couldn't help but make him carefully size Gong Yichen up.

With how well-dressed Gong Yichen was, his gentle and handsome temperament made him look like a well-mannered intellectual. Adding on his expensive clothes, Lu Junyan could tell with a glance that he definitely wasn't an ordinary person.

After calming himself down, although he did not know Gong Yichen's identity, he still chose to introduce himself: "Hello, I'm Song Jiayin's boss, Lu Junyan."

As he said that, he extended his right hand out towards Gong Yichen.