Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 288 I Don’t Want to Wait Any Longer

"Mr. Sang?" Lin Zhiyi looked up at the man who had entered.

Sang Li was still carrying a thermos container, his gaze flicked to the food box on the table and he smiled, "It seems someone is on the same page as me."

To Lin Zhiyi’s surprise, Gong Shiyan immediately picked up the food he had brought, "Mr. Sang, I’m just here to check on Zhiyi, this is food I prepared for her mother, and you’ve arrived just in time." freewёbnoνel.com

Lin Zhiyi was taken aback and widened her eyes to signal to Gong Shiyan not to misunderstand.

Gong Shiyan smiled and said, "I’ll be leaving then, you two talk."

Before Lin Zhiyi could speak, Gong Shiyan had already walked away with his things.

She looked awkwardly toward Sang Li, "Sorry, are you... are you okay?"

Lin Zhiyi noticed that Sang Li was also wearing a hospital gown beneath his coat.

The sea water was so cold, most people really couldn’t stand it.

Sang Li walked to the bedside, placed down the food box, and while unwrapping it, comforted her, "It’s okay, just a bit of a chill, how about you?"

To diffuse the awkwardness, Lin Zhiyi joked, lifting her limp arm.

"He Yao almost twisted my arm off, but other than that, I’m fine."

"Let me see."

Sang Li sat on the edge of the bed, his slender hands gently took hold of Lin Zhiyi’s wrist, pulling her towards him.

The sudden closeness made Lin Zhiyi somewhat at a loss.

She moved, trying to withdraw her wrist.

But Sang Li tightened his grip slightly, looking down at her intently, "Are you very afraid of me?"

"It’s not that," Lin Zhiyi said truthfully.

He slowly rolled up her sleeve and frowned at the red marks on her arm, "Do you know what I was thinking when I pulled you out of the sea?"

Lin Zhiyi shook her head.

"I don’t want to keep waiting."

The warmth of Sang Li’s palm felt comforting, and seeing that she didn’t pull away, he carefully lifted and kissed the injured area.

Lin Zhiyi was a bit overwhelmed, her mind blank.

"I..."

Just as Lin Zhiyi was about to speak, the network TV on the wall automatically updated with the latest news.

’Gong Group signs a hundred-billion mega-deal, Third Young Master’s wedding is imminent, double happiness is upon us.’

Though it was a business collaboration, the media that loved sensationalism showed a photo of Gong Chen and Sang Ran together.

Seeing the happy couple, Lin Zhiyi remembered what Gong Shiyan had said.

She should start a new life, let go of herself, let go of others.

The words of refusal on her lips became hesitation, "I’m not sure, you should know that I..."

Sang Li pinched her hand and interrupted, "It’s all in the past, how will we know without trying?"

"Your father..."

After experiencing the persecution from Old Mr. Gong, she was really scared of dealing with these formidable elders.

Mentioning his father, Sang Li’s smile was casual.

"I’ve already mentioned you to my dad, he doesn’t interfere with my love life."

"Did you explain my situation clearly?" Lin Zhiyi emphasized.

"Do you want me to compile our chat records into a document for Miss Lin to review?" Sang Li joked.

Lin Zhiyi scratched her head, unsure how to respond.

But Sang Li didn’t pressure her, "Let’s eat first, I’ve asked Zhou Zhao to buy some milk, it should arrive soon."

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.

Zhou Zhao entered with the drinks, and just as Lin Zhiyi was about to thank him, she saw his colorful bruised face.

She exclaimed in surprise, "Assistant Zhou, have you... been beaten up by a mob?"

"What mob? Miss Lin, you’re going too far! I was just beaten by Chen Jin!" Zhou Zhao covered his face.

"That’s because you’re no match for him," Sang Li teased as he took the drink.

Zhou Zhao grimaced, "I told him not to hit the face. He’s just like his boss, heartless! Cold!"

"Zhou Zhao," Sang Li cut in, looking towards Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t pay attention to the person Zhou Zhao mentioned, but simply pursed her lips and smiled, "Assistant Zhou, I remember Assistant Chen being quite steady; he shouldn’t have struck too hard. Did you say something?"

Zhou Zhao coughed twice, sounding a bit awkward, "I thought he was all gentle and polite, so I just said he looked like a young man. Was that really necessary?"

Lin Zhiyi couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Seeing her laugh, Sang Li handed her the milk with the straw poked in, and smiled along with her.

Outside the door.

Gong Chen had been standing for a while when he turned to glance at Chen Jin.

Chen Jin stood there earnestly, speaking in a low voice, "He deserves it."

Gong Chen said nothing, his gaze fixed on Lin Zhiyi inside the room.

But she was looking at Sang Li, her clear eyes reflecting the image of the man.

She had truly let Sang Li into her heart.

Though she didn’t immediately accept Sang Li’s confession, she hadn’t rejected it either, not even rejecting the kiss from Sang Li.

This was what it felt like to be left out in the cold; despite being so close to her, he was overwhelmed by an inexplicable bitterness. Just one experience of this suffocation was unbearable for him.

Yet he let her go through it over and over again, disappointment after disappointment.

Indeed, why should she choose him?

Chen Jin approached to remind, "Third Young Master, weren’t you going to go in and make things clear?"

"Let’s go."

Although Gong Chen’s tone was indifferent, his hands were clenched tightly, veins bulging as if he was restraining something.

...

A week later.

Lin Zhiyi received a call from the police station at her studio.

He Yao was locked up, and escaping conviction was out of the question.

But Wen Qing was just assisting with the investigation, completely unharmed.

The dead "young man" became the chief conspirator threatening Liu He.

Lin Zhiyi knew the situation wasn’t like that, but she had no more evidence to present.

It wasn’t until after she hung up the phone that she truly realized the importance of Gong Shiyan’s words about eradicating the problem completely.

Lin Zhiyi let out a faint sigh.

The next second, the receptionist came in holding a large bouquet of flowers.

"Zhiyi, these are for you again, flowers for three days straight. Are you dating someone?"

"Thank you."

Lin Zhiyi didn’t respond but just took the flowers and glanced at the card.

Seeing Sang Li’s initials on it, her lips slightly curved.

"Who’s it from?"

Her curious colleagues gathered around.

Knowing the dreadful office gossip, Lin Zhiyi smiled and brushed it off, "I’ll tell you later."

"It must be someone impressive if you’re keeping it a secret," a colleague teased.

Lin Zhiyi smiled without comment.

Unexpectedly, their conversation was overheard by a newcomer at the office.

"Zhiyi is dating? Why aren’t you buying us a meal then? I’ve heard that anyone in the office who starts dating would bring their partner and treat everyone. Why are you hiding it? Surely you’re not stingy enough to save that bit of money? Didn’t you just win a bonus? Maybe you don’t really have a boyfriend?"

"Don’t take it to heart, Zhiyi; I’m just a bit blunt."

The woman who spoke was a new colleague who had joined the company a week ago.

Ye Feifei.

When Xue Man had just divorced, the studio’s operations had also been affected.

With no other choice, she had to swallow her pride and seek help.

Since she owed someone a favor, she had to repay it, no matter what.

Ye Feifei was shoe-horned in by that favor; her family also supplied raw stones and she had just graduated from an art university abroad, specifically requesting to learn from Xue Man.

Although she had a bit of a princess temperament, the male colleagues in the office took quite a liking to her style.

Lin Zhiyi wasn’t really familiar with Ye Feifei, but Ye Feifei seemed to have an inexplicable animosity towards her.

She even tried to recall any past interactions, but she indeed didn’t recognize this person.

Seeing Lin Zhiyi remaining silent, Ye Feifei grew impatient, "It’s fine if you don’t want to."

"Sure, I can treat everyone, but let’s leave my boyfriend out of it."

Lin Zhiyi had intended to treat everyone to a meal after receiving the bonus since she had attended the meals her colleagues had hosted in the past.

If she were to decline now, others might think she only wanted to take advantage of them.

Ye Feifei gave her a significant look, "I’ll pick the restaurant, and I won’t disappoint you."