Chapter 109
Thinking about this, Shen Yi'an felt terrible.
Jiang You ignored Shen Yi'an, looked at Song Yun, and, not knowing what to say, softly replied, "Song Yun."
She tried to take a step forward, but her arm was grabbed.
Shen Yi'an lowered his eyes to look at her, his expression unreadable: "You're really something, two-timing me?"
Even if he's a womanizer, he'll break up with someone and then find the next one.
"Was I ever with you?" Jiang You pulled his arms away.
At this moment, Song Yun walked over, and the two men's eyes met. Sparks flew and the smell of gunpowder filled the air.
When Shen Yi'an faced Song Yun, he was no longer calm and composed as before; his demeanor became arrogant and domineering.
So this is what jealousy feels like? What a new experience!
He looked at Song Yun with an arrogant expression, ready to retort immediately no matter what the other party said, as long as the other party spoke.
It's just like the vicious female supporting character in a domineering CEO novel who falls for the innocent and naive girl, and it's also like the vicious male supporting character in a male-oriented novel who mocks the male lead but gets slapped in the face.
In the past few days, several psychologists have been working together to help Song Yun, which has greatly reduced his suicidal tendencies.
But he still couldn't get over Xia Bei's words.
Jiang You, upon hearing his words, immediately thought: 'Would a normal girl keep someone with such personality flaws and psychological disabilities by her side?'
Yes, Youyou is very kind; even if she dislikes him, she won't show it.
Song Yun regretted speaking up. She just wanted to watch her from afar; why did she have to bother her?
He lowered his head, sinking into a negative mood.
Shen Yi'an was smug; before he had even done anything, the other party was intimidated by his extraordinary aura.
He has some self-awareness.
Jiang You frowned slightly, looking at Song Yun with concern.
Song Yun is acting very strangely now, just like the first time he was in the cafeteria.
No matter how much she denied it, Song Yun was somewhat special in her heart.
That night at the hospital, and that morning, after she said 'we can only kiss once,' Song Yun felt something different.
She has never been a proactive person.
Song Yun was caught in a dilemma: he couldn't control his desire to get closer to Youyou, but he didn't want to put Youyou in a difficult position. The best solution was to immerse himself in the emotion of death.
Then, he felt a warm touch on his fingertips. His gaze lingered on the hand in his hand.
It wasn't small, but compared to his large hands, it appeared quite petite.
It looks really good and feels very comfortable.
His fingertips went numb, and his eyes trembled slightly as he looked at the girl.
"Are you alright?" Jiang You asked anxiously. "Should we call Song Wenxi?"
"No, it's nothing," Song Yun belatedly looked away, her face burning uncontrollably.
I want to break free, but I'm also very reluctant to let go.
He cherished this warmth.
"Where are you going?" Jiang You asked again, seeing that Song Yun didn't dislike her.
She's still receiving a salary from Song Wenxi, so she has to be responsible to Song Yun.
"Go back to the dormitory," Song Yun said softly.
"I'll take you back to your dorm."
Song Yun looked up, her brown eyes staring at her for a long time before she shrank back, lowered her head, and gave a soft, almost imperceptible "hmm."
Jiang You caught him and pulled him towards the dormitory.
"Hey, hey, hey?" Shen Yi'an had been watching from the side for a long time, feeling a tightness in his chest. "Are you treating me like I'm invisible?"
Wow! This dull woman actually cares about people?
Shen Yi'an was treated differently and became extremely irritable. Seeing that Jiang You remained silent and subjected him to cold violence, a bitter feeling welled up inside him.
Jiang You didn't notice Shen Yi'an's change. After all, in the past ten days or so, Shen Yi'an had been the one talking non-stop, while she remained silent as long as he didn't lay a hand on her.
Suddenly, her other hand was grabbed, and she looked up.
"I don't care, if he holds my hand, I have to hold his too. We have to be treated fairly," Shen Yi'an said awkwardly, turning his head away from her.
Her hands were clenched tightly, and the tips of her snow-white ears were flushed red; perhaps she was thinking that this was childish.
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