Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 89 - Teach Her a Lesson
Chapter 89: Chapter 89 Teach Her a Lesson
Chapter 89 -89 Teach Her a Lesson
Luxury store.
After Lin Zhiyi entered, she gave her name, and the clerk warmly welcomed her, bringing some tea and snacks once she was seated.
“Miss Lin, please wait a moment, I’ll have someone bring over the dress for inspection.”
“Okay.”
Lin Zhiyi took a sip of tea and was just about to relax when the screen opposite her started showing a live broadcast of the red carpet at a banquet.
It seemed to be endorsing some celebrity by this brand.
Lin Zhiyi remembered what Gong Chen had asked her, to keep an eye on coverage of the banquet.
Why should she?
She picked up the remote control from the coffee table, intending to turn it off, but the clerk just happened to be standing in front of the screen.
“Miss Lin, your dress has arrived, please inspect it.”
“Okay.”
Lin Zhiyi sighed, put down the remote control, and walked over to the dress.
Even though she had worn it once, it still dazzled her each time.
The clerk, holding the hem, smiled, “This dress really suits Miss Lin, and since it’s tailored to your figure, I guess no one else could wear it.”
Lin Zhiyi paused with her hand on the dress, staring at the clerk slightly bewildered.
“Tailored to my figure?”
“Yes, look, the tag here even lists your measurements,” the clerk pointed at the tag on the hanger.
Lin Zhiyi leaned in to look, and indeed it was her measurements.
But…how would Gong Yan know her measurements?
After showing the dress, the clerk brought over a form, “Miss Lin, if everything is okay, please sign here.”
Lin Zhiyi came back to her senses and nodded, taking the pen. But she flipped to the wrong page, revealing the purchase confirmation slip.
In the signing column, there was only one name.
“Gong.”
The handwriting was strong and graceful, oddly familiar.
She felt as if she had seen it somewhere before.
When she wanted to take a closer look, the clerk hastily flipped the page.
“Miss Lin, just sign here.”
“Okay.”
Lin Zhiyi, thinking she was holding up the clerk’s time, did not ask further and quickly signed.
The clerk put the dress in a box and handed it to Lin Zhiyi.
As Lin Zhiyi was about to leave with the box, something on the big screen caught her attention.
The inevitable had arrived.
The introduction mentioned Song Wanqiu, escorted by Gong Chen, walking on the red carpet.
Gong Chen, dressed in a classic black and white suit without any accessories, drew perfect contours of his figure under the venue lights —broad shoulders, narrow waist, and straight long legs.
Still, he instantly captured all the focus.
Yet his expression was cold, his deep-set eyes swept lightly across, intimidating enough that none of the reporters dared to call out to him.
Next to him, Song Wanqiu, smiling radiantly, clung to him showing off their affection.
Lin Zhiyi unconsciously looked at Song Wanqiu’s dress.
A black, Audrey Hepburn-style slim long dress with a golden brown fluffy long train at the back, complemented by a ruby necklace, elegant and noble.
Gong Chen, the workaholic, had quite the eye for picking dresses.
At this moment, a reporter boldly called out to Song Wanqiu.
“Miss Song, would you and Third Young Master agree to an interview together?”
Song Wanqiu’s eyes shimmered softly as she looked at Gong Chen tenderly, “I’ll do whatever Third Young Master says.”
Gong Chen showed little emotion but slightly nodded his head.
Suddenly, the live stream’s comments erupted.
Everyone knew Gong Chen disliked high-profile events and would never accept interviews from gossip journalists.
His concession for Song Wanqiu was a sign of deep affection.
The comment section was quickly flooded by Song Wanqiu’s fans.
“Ah! Third Young Master is so doting on Wanqiu!”
“This is what it looks like to make a man fall for you with just a glance.”
“Such a perfectly matched couple, so satisfying.”
Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips. Although her face showed little emotion, her hand involuntarily clenched the box tightly.
Then, the reporter handed the microphone to Song Wanqiu and Gong Chen.
“Today, President Yu is wearing the camellia necklace designed by Miss Song. Third Young Master, what do you think of Miss Song’s design?”
“President Yu likes it, then that’s great.”
“Did I hear that Third Young Master bought a mysterious piece of jewelry at the auction? Is it true?”
“Yes.”
“Miss Song’s birthday is coming up soon, is there a mysterious gift?”
“Uh-huh.”
Gong Chen’s response made everyone look at Song Wanqiu with envy.
It seemed the mysterious jewelry was indeed a birthday present for Song Wanqiu.
Under the camera, Song Wanqiu’s cheeks flushed.
The reporter moved the microphone to her, “Miss Song, are you confident about the jewelry you designed?”
Clearly, she was addressing Song Wanqiu, but she took the opportunity to flaunt her affection.
Batting her eyes, Wanqiu said tenderly, “With Third Young Master’s support, I’m naturally confident. This piece is meticulously designed based on camellias. Please take more photos later.”
No sooner had she finished speaking than there was a stir on the red carpet.
Someone shouted that President Yu had arrived.
Song Wanqiu immediately tilted her head up, ready to bask in everyone’s admiration and praise.
President Yu made a high-profile appearance in a dark green satin fishtail gown, her curves accentuating her seductive allure.
But she wasn’t wearing the camellia necklace designed by Song Wanqiu; instead, she wore Lin Zhiyi’s pearl necklace set, which added a softer touch to her otherwise aggressive charm.
Surprisingly, President Yu was also holding a dog leash, with a Chihuahua bouncing along at her side.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked and stared intently at the necklace on the dog’s neck.
The camellia necklace!
Wasn’t that designed by Song Wanqiu?
How did it become a dog leash?
After stopping, President Yu picked up her little dog and deliberately shoved it in front of the camera as if worried that people couldn’t see the dog leash clearly.
This scene turned Song Wanqiu’s face green, and not even a beauty filter could save her expression.
An inquisitive reporter pointed at the dog’s necklace and asked, “President Yu, is this necklace designed by Miss Song?”
“Yes,” President Yu lifted the dog’s paw and waved it toward Song Wanqiu, “What’s the matter? Can’t Miss Song recognize her own work?”
Song Wanqiu had already heated her work up; she couldn’t deny it and had to force a smile and nod.
Smelling gossip, a reporter bluntly asked, “Miss Song said it was specially designed for you, so why is it now on a dog? Are you dissatisfied with Miss Song’s design?”
“Of course not, I love this treasure, so naturally, my little treasure should wear it.”
Saying this, President Yu turned to look at Song Wanqiu, raised her hand to pet the little dog’s head, and deliberately caressed the necklace on its neck.
“By the way, Miss Song, let me introduce you to my little treasure, Chacha, a female.”
Watching the livestream, Lin Zhiyi couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
A little dog named Chacha wearing a camellia necklace, and it’s a female at that.
Quite a poetic insult.
On the screen, Song Wanqiu’s eyes were nearly popping out, and her mouth twitched as she struggled to speak. But for the sake of her image, she had to smile, pretending to adore the dog.
Definitely hilarious.
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But President Yu had more tricks up her sleeve.
She pulled Song Wanqiu closer to the camera and said, “Didn’t you hear Miss Song? Take more photos, promote it more.”
What to promote?
A green tea dog leash, oh no, camellia necklace.
As they took photos, President Yu occasionally stroked the pearl necklace around her neck, a common display gesture.
Celebrities would deliberately showcase products when they had brand endorsements.
Discerning people immediately caught onto President Yu’s hint.
“President Yu, what brand is this pearl necklace from?”
“My personal collection, take a guess.”
President Yu knew exactly what to say and when to stop, but this only piqued netizens’ curiosity more.
A group of netizens started digging on Xue Man’s Studio’s account and found the design drafts signed by Lin Zhiyi.
After the photo session.
As President Yu walked past Song Wanqiu, she paused.
“Do you know where the last woman who threatened me is?”
“What do you mean?” Song Wanqiu asked through gritted teeth.
“Ever wonder why the flowers in the small garden grow the best?”
“…”
Song Wanqiu went pale as she realized what she implied.
