Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 2097 - 2099: True Heart

Song Jiaying had seen many sides of Ning Ge: playful, pestering, shameless, thick-skinned, and so on, but she had never seen him like this: deep and uncertain, hurt.

Seeing herself reflected in his eyes, only herself, Song Jiaying’s heart skipped a beat.

She turned her face away, but Ning Ge turned it back to him, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"Speak up, what are you afraid of?" Ning Ge asked. "Our son is already so big, these years, how I’ve treated you, you know it well too. What are you afraid of?"

"It’s well known, Master Ning is a flirt. Just a few days ago, there was a Young Actress saying how you supported her!" Song Jiaying sneered.

What is she afraid of, she didn’t know either, just felt unsure and insecure.

She didn’t dare to fully give herself!

Perhaps, it’s a lack of trust?

Song Jiaying felt somewhat desolate, lowering her head.

Ning Ge noticed her sorrow, and couldn’t help but feel a pang in his heart, deliberately laughed: "So, are you jealous?"

"Who is jealous?" Song Jiaying snapped her head up, glaring at him, saying what an international joke, who does Song Jiaying think she is, does the word jealousy even exist in her dictionary?

"So why so sour? Didn’t you just knock over the vinegar jar?" Ning Ge laughed and said: "You, you usually seem pretty smart, how come you don’t understand? At my status, how many women want to come close, to catch attention and raise their own value?" What a fool.

Song Jiaying laughed coldly: "So Master Ning feels honored, very proud and enjoys it, huh!"

"Why do you have to say that? All I want is you." Ning Ge sighed. Does she really trust him so little?

They even have a son, these years whether he was genuine or not, just need to taste with heart, naturally one could tell.

This sigh made Song Jiaying’s heart skip a few beats, and then she realized, she was still pressed by him, and his hand...

"Pervert, where are you putting your hand?" she cursed, slapping his hand away, almost losing her guard in a moment of carelessness.

This scoundrel, his hand had climbed to her chest, she knew, this man was unreliable, almost got coaxed by him.

"Song Jiaying, I swear, I’ve been a monk for years now!" As she moved, Ning Ge felt even more tormented.

Song Jiaying blushed crimson, pushing him with all her strength.

Ning Ge wouldn’t let her go, pressed her down hard, and kissed her: "I beg you, isn’t that enough?"

This woman, if you don’t mean it with her, all her nagging is no fun, might as well blow her mind.

"Mmm..."

It’s said, when a woman is disobedient, what should a man do to make her obey: kiss her, force a kiss.

Song Jiaying wanted to slap him, but he suddenly lifted his head, their eyes met, with a hint of hurt and tentative desire in his eyes, and her image was clearly reflected in his eyes.

Clear reflection.

Song Jiaying was stunned, not knowing why, her heart softened a little, her hand lowered from his body.

"You..."

He bent down again, this time, Song Jiaying only struggled for a moment, but didn’t push him away.

Enough, just give everyone a chance, if she indeed wrongly gave her heart away, with her own ability, could she really starve to death?

Thinking this way, Song Jiaying let go of herself, some things are better to enjoy than to pretend to hold on, after all, it’s just that.

Feeling her compliance and response, Ning Ge was overjoyed, becoming even more gentle.

Over four years, finally, he got her again!