Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 107 - No One Gets Off Easy
Chapter 107: Chapter 107: No One Gets Off Easy
Chapter 107 -107: No One Gets Off Easy
Lin Zhiyi leaned against the wall, her face pale, and her mind was filled with Gong Yan’s fate from her previous life.
And now, Gong Chen wanted to ruin Gong Yan!
To destroy the only person in the Gong Family who was kind to her!
She gasped for breath, her fingertips painfully scratching into the wall.
A few seconds later, she quietly left.
Lin Zhiyi returned to the hospital room.
At this time, Gong Yan was in so much pain from a scrape that turning over was difficult, but he immediately showed a tender smile when he saw Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi walked to the bed and helped him adjust, “Big brother, I forgot to ask earlier, how did you get into a car accident?”
“There are special pastries in Hai City that I wanted to bring back for you to try, I was just in a hurry,” Gong Yan finished without further explanation.
Lin Zhiyi noticed a loophole in his words, “Big brother, the driver was driving, and no matter how rushed you were, the driver wouldn’t joke about your life…”
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Gong Yan’s eyes darkened, and he grabbed Lin Zhiyi’s hand to interrupt, “Zhiyi, stop asking, let it end here. Who said I was that important?”
He didn’t say more, but Lin Zhiyi understood.
Her eyes grew cold, and she said resolutely, “Big brother, I will help you.”
As she finished speaking, the door to the hospital room was pushed open.
Gong Shiyan and Gong Chen entered and immediately stared at their clasped hands.
The former was surprised.
The latter’s brows and eyes were devoid of any warmth, cold as ice.
Gong Yan gently patted Lin Zhiyi’s hand, “Zhiyi, let the second uncle take you back early to rest.”
“Okay.”
She picked up her bag and followed Gong Shiyan out first.
Gong Chen turned around, and Gong Yan looked towards him with a faint smile.
“Uncle, thank you for visiting me. I feel like my whole body is filled with strength now.”
Gong Chen looked at Gong Yan, a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes, “Oh? Then save up some strength.”
Gong Yan’s smile faded as he stared in the direction where Gong Chen disappeared, his expression elusive.
…
Lin Zhiyi followed Gong Shiyan downstairs, and he answered a work call.
After hanging up, he looked at Lin Zhiyi somewhat helplessly.
“Uncle, go ahead with your work, I’ve called for a ride on my phone.”
Lin Zhiyi pushed him into the car and waved goodbye.
“You always avoid troubling others. Send a message when you get home.”
“Will do.”
After sending Gong Shiyan off, she checked the taxi app; the driver was still five minutes away.
At that moment, a car stopped in front of her, the window half-open, revealing a pair of eyes as deep and cold as the night.
“Get in.”
“No, thanks. I’ve called a ride; you can go.”
Lin Zhiyi’s tone was indifferent, and she didn’t even want to look at him more than necessary, turning to walk away.
Just then, a gust of wind rose, and the piercing cold wind drilled into her from all directions.
She shrank her neck, burying half her face into her jacket’s collar, trying to draw warmth.
Thud!
A sudden sound came from behind, and before Lin Zhiyi could react, her body stiffened, and she instinctively tightened her shoulders.
Her jacket was then stripped off and thrown into a trash can.
She turned around stunned, her eyes furiously fixed on the man in front of her.
“Uncle, what are you doing!”
“Does he smell so good on him?” Gong Chen squinted his eyes.
“What… Achoo!”
Lin Zhiyi rubbed her nose, too angry to know what to say.
Had Gong Yan hugged her?
Did he see it?
“Come here.” Gong Chen beckoned.
“No need! I’m fine… Achoo!”
Gong Chen’s expression grew darker, and without allowing Lin Zhiyi any resistance, he pulled her into his embrace.
He wore a black high-neck cashmere sweater under his coat, soft and warm, so close that she didn’t want to move away.
Lin Zhiyi had often heard from Liu He that the rich people’s cashmere wasn’t the same as the ones they touched.
Now Lin Zhiyi finally understood; it was far too warm, Gong Chen’s body like a small furnace.
Unlike her… Wrapped in a cotton jacket yet her hands still ice-cold.
But her reason reminded her not to be fooled, and she tried to pull her hand away, but Gong Chen caught it and tucked it under his coat.
Lin Zhiyi froze.
Gong Chen spoke in a suppressed, cold voice, “Wearing pajamas to meet him? Can’t let go of him?”
Lin Zhiyi regained her composure, her hand still held by him, but her body resisted, holding her breath to not get close to him.
She clenched her teeth, “Who threw my clothes? Is it wrong for me to care about my big brother? It has nothing to do with my uncle if I can’t let go! What else can you do besides threaten me!”
“Lin Zhiyi…”
Gong Chen’s cold voice interrupted, but he didn’t continue, his throat rolled twice.
Lin Zhiyi noticed people looking over and frowned, “Let go… Ah!”
