Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 76 - Dogs

Chapter 76: Chapter 76 Dogs

Chapter 76 -76 Dogs

Slap, slap.

Loud slaps rang out, immediately drawing blood from the corner of Shen Yan’s mouth.

Song Wanqiu gripped her neck, “You can’t even handle this simple task? It seems all these years I’ve given you so many benefits for nothing! Without me, do you think you could have stepped foot in this building?”

“Shen Yan, since you’ve chosen to be a dog, do your damn job well!”

As she spoke, Song Wanqiu vented her anger by smashing Shen Yan’s body towards the other side.

Shen Yan, just having been scolded by that woman, was somewhat drained and, upon hitting the wall, collapsed to the ground like a broken doll.

Song Wanqiu stepped forward in her little sheepskin heels and stopped before her, the sharp tip of her shoe resting on her face.

“This afternoon we will be going to Cha Hua Manor to meet President Yu. I’ll find some excuse to bring you along. Think of a way to make President Yu dislike her, understand?”

“Understood.”

Shen Yan clenched her teeth and nodded.

Song Wanqiu pulled out her cell phone and transferred fifty thousand yuan to Shen Yan.

“Don’t say I’m not good to you. Take this money and get your face treated; it’s disgusting to look at.”

After the humiliation, she turned and left, her heels clicking rhythmically with each step.

Shen Yan leaned against the wall, slowly getting up, looking at the transferred funds on her phone with eyes brimming with hatred.

One day, she would trample all these people beneath her feet.

With that thought, she limped into the restroom.

Not far away, a pair of eyes watched the scene unfold with a smile, then quietly left.

…

Afternoon.

Lin Zhiyi was suddenly notified she needed to go to Cha Hua Manor, which left her somewhat at a loss, but luckily she had gone through the basic ideas the night before.

She didn’t know much about President Yu.

After all, in her previous life, she had married Gong Chen straight after graduation and like a canary, she was locked up in a mansion, looking after the children.

She obtained much of her information through the internet and snippets of conversations she overheard.

So much was incomplete in her mind.

Therefore, she couldn’t just spread her wings and conquer the world like those all-powerful female leads.

Without power or influence, it was already good enough just to protect herself in the face of power.

And in this life, maybe because she chose a different path, many things developed differently than she had imagined, especially with Gong Chen.

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Lin Zhiyi was lost in thought when someone with a backpack stood at her desk.

“Zhiyi, are you ready?” Chen Huan smiled.

Lin Zhiyi snapped back to reality, surprised by the detailed information in Chen Huan’s arms: “You’re well-prepared; I was caught off guard by the sudden notice and didn’t get things organized.”

Chen Huan pursed her lips slightly: “As you know, I’m only third-ranked, so I naturally have to work harder. I stayed up all night preparing this, and it just so happens to come in handy.”

Lin Zhiyi appreciated Chen Huan’s drive and nodded: “Don’t worry, opportunities are given to those who are prepared. You can definitely do it.”

“Let’s go; we should hurry down. Miss Song said she’s arranged a car for us,” Chen Huan reminded her.

“Okay.”

Lin Zhiyi packed up her information, both excited and nervous about her first client design.

But for some reason, she always felt something was off.

It wasn’t until she went downstairs that Chen Huan opened the door to the custom luxury business vehicle.

Seeing the person sitting inside, Lin Zhiyi frowned.

Song Wanqiu had her arm looped through the man beside her: “The Third Young Master just happened to have an appointment with President Yu as well, so he specially brought me along.”

Lin Zhiyi was about to say she’d not intrude and go by herself when Chen Huan pulled her up the vehicle’s steps.

“Thank you, Third Young Master.”

“Hmm.”

Gong Chen responded indifferently, his gaze flitting towards Lin Zhiyi.

Now that Lin Zhiyi was half-pulled into the car, insisting on leaving would seem rather suspicious.

So she could only sit down with Chen Huan.

Although the custom space capsule seats were comfortable, the conversational seating arrangement in a square layout was socially awkward indeed.

Particularly, Lin Zhiyi was sitting across from Gong Chen.

He sat with his legs crossed, his long index finger resting against his forehead, looking at her with great interest.

Lin Zhiyi immediately bowed her head to search for the button on her seat, wanting to turn her chair towards the driver’s side.

Instead, she hit the massage function, and the buzzing sound filled the car, leaving her extremely embarrassed.

As she frantically searched for the button, a pair of hands casually rested on the armrest of her seat, his body leaning slightly towards her.

The clear scent poured over her, and she immediately leaned back to avoid the man’s approach.

But still, she couldn’t avoid locking eyes with him.

Their gazes met, she quickly looked away, and he simply lowered his eyes, operating the buttons on the armrest.

Finally…

“It’s broken,” Gong Chen said nonchalantly.

“…”

Lin Zhiyi looked up at him; his long lashes lifted slightly, his eyes looking at her with a barefaced deceiving gaze, not even bothering to hide the lie.

But seeing the blank screen, she could only clench her fists and turn her head away.

Gong Chen returned to his seat, not looking at her, but turning to look at the scenery outside the car, his gaze flickering slightly.

Lin Zhiyi felt helpless when the sinister gaze of Song Wanqiu from across her caught her eye.

She couldn’t be bothered with Song Wanqiu and simply closed her eyes.

Suddenly, a familiar voice exploded in her ear.

“Zhiyi.”

Shen Yan!

Lin Zhiyi turned to look at the front passenger seat.

Shen Yan had a face full of delicate makeup, smiling gently, with no trace of the thrashing she had received that morning.

Sensing Lin Zhiyi’s puzzled look, Shen Yan waved her hand, “President Xue originally had Bella accompany him to deliver a gift to President Yu, but Bella had to work at the last minute, so she asked me to go instead.”

Bella?

Without asking, Lin Zhiyi could guess this was definitely Song Wanqiu’s doing.

It seemed they couldn’t wait any longer.

Lin Zhiyi nodded, indicating she understood.

Immediately after, Shen Yan looked up at Gong Chen and said timidly, “Third Young Master, the car will be on the road for another two hours, and I see the water at the bar has boiled; how about I make a pot of tea for everyone?”

Gong Chen hummed in response, his fingertip tapping the screen on the armrest.

The next second, a rectangular table slowly extended from between the double seats, perfectly dividing the four seats in the middle.

Shen Yan opened the concealed water dispenser underneath the side bar, prepared the tea, and handed it to everyone with great respect.

When handing it to Gong Chen, the car lurched, and Shen Yan exclaimed, falling beside Gong Chen’s leg.

Tea soaked through Gong Chen’s trousers and her pristine white shirt, gradually revealing the undergarment beneath.

“I’m so sorry, Third Young Master; I’ll clean it up. If that doesn’t work, I’ll do whatever it takes to reimburse you,” she said.

She knelt at Gong Chen’s feet and took out her faded handkerchief to wipe his trousers.

Quite the persistent little white flower.

Yet Song Wanqiu, watching, could hardly keep from crushing the teacup in her hand, maintaining her elegance on the surface.

“Shen Yan, don’t bother wiping it; go back and sit down for a while,” she said.

Shen Yan heard the warning in Song Wanqiu’s voice and nodded.

But she didn’t sit back down; instead, she turned to Chen Huan, meekly saying, “Chen Huan, my clothes are a bit see-through; may I sit here and dry off? There’s no curtain up front for privacy.”

Chen Huan agreed immediately, readily switching places.

After sitting down, Shen Yan tugged at her shirt, blowing it against the air conditioning.

With the wind blowing, the shirt clung tightly to her body, revealing her undergarment and even the patterns on it clearly.

Song Wanqiu couldn’t stay put any longer and threw a coat over.

“Don’t catch cold; put on more clothes.”

“Thank you, Miss Song,” Shen Yan replied as she reluctantly put on the coat.

Watching this scene, Lin Zhiyi could only suppress her laughter and lower her head to drink her tea.

Suddenly, something nudged her foot.