Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 287: Let Yourself Be Disheartened, Let Others Be Disheartened as Well

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Let Yourself Be Disheartened, Let Others Be Disheartened as Well

"What?" Li Huan ripped off his mask, angrily saying, "Who would believe that?"

In the hospital bed, Gong Chen sat up, leaning against the pillow and lit a cigarette.

Through the thin veil of smoke, a deep melancholy was discernible in his eyes.

"Do you really think that by catching a young man, Lin Zhiyi could lay her hands on Wen Qing? Do you know how many young men Wen Qing has under her control?"

Li Huan stood stunned, his mouth involuntarily gaping open: "What do you mean?"

"Wen Qing was not wrong; each of these young men has been professionally trained, by none other than Wen Qing herself. How else could she be so influential in the circle of high society wives?"

Gong Chen flicked the ash from his cigarette.

Li Huan raised an eyebrow: "She’s moonlighting as a madam too, huh? The great president of Wen Group actually..."

"Using the simplest method to control those well-born wives who are lonely after marriage, why wouldn’t she? If there’s mutual consent, it’s beneficial for both. But if someone disobeys, it becomes a weapon of threat. Most crucially, most of these ladies hold shares. While they may not have real decision-making power, they have enough influence to make themselves heard, and that’s enough for her."

In the inner circles, it’s common for married couples to do their own thing. But there’s a condition.

You can’t leave any vulnerabilities.

And certainly cannot affect the reputations of both companies.

Wen Qing capitalized on this point, sending out these young men who hit right where it hurts for these rich wives.

Hearing this, Li Huan began to regard Wen Qing’s daring and skill with a new level of respect.

"So, Mrs. He too?"

"Mm." Gong Chen nodded.

A thought struck Li Huan, and he immediately said, "So you let the young man go earlier to avoid startling the snake? Not acting against He Yao is actually because Mrs. He has something on Wen Qing. If He Yao gets into trouble, Wen Qing would surely destroy the evidence. The worst fear is that Mrs. He, for the sake of her son and family reputation, would take all the blame upon herself, allowing both He Yao and Wen Qing to escape."

Gong Chen smoked silently, tacitly confirming Li Huan’s words.

Next to them, Chen Jin couldn’t stand it anymore, he took out a tablet and brought up a photo of a woman.

"Doctor Li, look."

"Who is this woman? Why does she look a bit like Miss Sang?" Li Huan said suspiciously.

"She was chosen because she resembles Miss Sang. But she’s no ordinary person; a sanda champion, and she’s been a leg model—fitting exactly the image of He Yao’s type of victim. She has agreed to help the Third Young Master get close to He Yao to gather evidence. The Third Young Master never intended to use Miss Lin; he had already found someone to help Miss Lin get away. But who would have guessed Miss Lin would deliberately provoke He Yao’s anger, and then..."

"Chen Jin."

Gong Chen cut him off, deeming it unnecessary to continue.

Chen Jin set down the tablet, feeling he must speak, "Third Young Master, you’re in this state, what’s there that can’t be said now? Now that He Yao is out of his mind, and the young man is dead, with President Wen there’s no evidence left, backed by her father, catching her out will be even more difficult. What’s more, she’s also Miss Sang’s aunt."

After listening, Li Huan pursed his lips, caught in a dilemma.

Neither Gong Chen nor Lin Zhiyi were wrong.

Lin Zhiyi was protecting herself, while Gong Chen was playing the long game to catch a big fish.

After thinking for a moment, he advised, "Why don’t you go find Lin Zhiyi and explain?"

Gong Chen didn’t speak.

...

In the hospital room.

Lin Zhiyi was awakened again, only this time when she woke up, there was another figure by her bed.

"Uncle? Why aren’t you with my mom?"

Gong Shiyan handed her a tissue to wipe the cold sweat, "Your mom sent me to bring you some food. Did you have a nightmare? This time it was indeed too dangerous for you, actually, if you hadn’t acted, Lao San would have..."

"Uncle, I want to ask you a question."

Lin Zhiyi tugged at the tissue in her hand, cutting him off.

Gong Shiyan looked at her for a while, then nodded, "Ask."

Lin Zhiyi lowered her gaze to the crumpled tissue in her hand, seemingly offhandedly talked, "If I hadn’t been able to help my mom this time, it would have been more likely bad than good for her, then what about you and President Wen..."

She paused, too embarrassed to continue.

After all, Gong Shiyan had already publicly declared his feelings.

He would definitely not be with Wen Qing, who had hurt Liu He.

Yet, the scenes of him marrying Wen Qing in her past life kept haunting her mind.

She could never understand why a man who loved Liu He so much would marry Wen Qing at lightning speed while Liu He’s body was still warm.

Though Gong Shiyan was usually mild-mannered, he understood the deeper meaning behind Lin Zhiyi’s words immediately.

"Do you think I would forget your mother, then be with Wen Qing righteously and at peace?"

"...,"

Lin Zhiyi hummed softly in acknowledgment.

They had feelings for each other before, and if Gong Shiyan was softhearted, combined with Wen Qing’s abilities and family background, it was entirely possible that they would reconcile.

At least, in her previous life, they had rekindled their romance.

Gong Shiyan smiled faintly, "Zhiyi, my answer may not be what you want to hear."

Lin Zhiyi froze, "You really would..."

He stopped smiling, his tone turning heavier, "I know you want a life for a life revenge, but the environment we grew up in was different, you think of revenge too simply, if you can’t eradicate the roots, such revenge is meaningless."

"So?" Lin Zhiyi looked at Gong Shiyan, puzzled.

Gong Shiyan slightly lifted his gaze, his usual gentle face showing a hint of coldness, even carrying a bit of the resoluteness that Gong Chen had.

"Wen Qing is very strong-willed; it’s her advantage and also her fatal flaw. She would do anything to prove herself, you could take her life, but you must not destroy her pride."

"So, do you think taking her life is better, or watching her see everything she has be destroyed is better?"

"Anyone can stab with a knife, but you could also lose your life in the process, she might even look up and laugh at you to kill her, then those enjoying Wen Group’s protection would be grateful to her, hate you, and in the end, the only one who would be disgusted is you."

"If something really happened to your mother, I would do everything to gain her trust, then destroy everything she prides herself on."

"After all, the Gong Family has Lao San, I’ll go seek revenge alone, he would understand."

Lin Zhiyi’s hand tearing the tissue stopped momentarily when she heard Gong Chen’s name again.

Gong Shiyan glanced at her softly, speaking lightly, "Lao San has kept everything to himself since he was young, but he’s not crazy enough to send you into the hands of a murderer. This time, the marriage pressure on you, it must have been Wen Qing and the old man’s idea."

His words ended, and the room fell silent, apart from the soft sound of tearing paper.

What Lin Zhiyi was tearing at was her own heart.

But what of it?

"Uncle, and then?" she suddenly countered.

"What?" Gong Shiyan was taken aback.

"If there’s nothing after that, why continue? Everyone will suffer."

Lin Zhiyi crumpled the tissue in her hand and threw it into the waste bin.

Then she turned to Gong Shiyan with a relieved smile.

"Uncle, I don’t remember anything, I think I should start a new life, I deserve a better one."

Gong Shiyan wanted to say more but finally just smiled and shook his head.

"That’s good," he hesitated for a few seconds before adding, "Zhiyi, since you’ve made up your mind, I won’t persuade you. But perhaps, accepting a new beginning is good for you... and for others too."

Lin Zhiyi clutched the blanket tightly, realizing what Gong Shiyan meant.

To let oneself give up, to let others give up as well.

"I understand."

Lin Zhiyi smiled faintly, a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and a tall figure stood at the entrance.