Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 302: Uncle, do you want to be with me?

Ye Feifei rushed up, trying to snatch Lin Zhiyi’s phone, but was evaded.

Ye Feifei could only shout to stop her: "Don’t call the police! I... I heard it through the grapevine, I’m not sure."

"So that’s how it is. I knew Miss Ye must have been misled." Lin Zhiyi put down her phone and swayed it, "Miss Ye is really lucky, I forgot to dial."

It was at this moment that Ye Feifei realized she had been tricked by Lin Zhiyi.

She was so angry that she was almost chewing her inner lip, yet she didn’t say a word.

Lin Zhiyi returned a smile to Ye Feifei.

Through their recent interactions, she knew that Ye Feifei was not only arrogant but also a bit too clever for her own good.

She might not be able to handle Wen Qing, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t deal with Ye Feifei.

After the matter was resolved, Lin Zhiyi lifted the wine glass from the table and toasted everyone, especially Sang Ran and Gong Chen.

"Sorry for the laugh, I’ve ruined the mood for you almost-spouses. I’ll drink this wine first as a token of respect."

As she was about to drink, she paused for a moment and shifted her gaze to Old Mr. Gong.

"Old Master, you don’t need to drink, you’re already talking nonsense from drunkenness, what kind of father doesn’t care about his own son’s reputation, right?"

She drank the wine with a laugh, and the people from the Gong Family opposite her were already red with anger.

Especially Old Mr. Gong, who was alternating between pale and ashen.

Being subtly insulted by the very person he looked down upon was worse than being killed.

At this point, Sang Li stepped forward.

"Old Master, Third Young Master, in fact, I invited Second Madam here. I indeed intend to marry Zhiyi, so I wanted to take this opportunity for us all to sit down and have a meal together."

Lin Zhiyi was startled and looked up at Sang Li.

He just smiled and nodded, taking responsibility for everything.

She wanted to return the smile, but her eyes were sore and reddened.

When he firmly grasped her hand, she gripped it even tighter, as if grasping a life-saving straw in her moment of drowning.

Mr. Sang called everyone to take their seats again and also arranged a seat for Liu He.

After all, Liu He had been with the Gong Family for so many years and could not be faulted in terms of manners.

But no one really enjoyed the meal.

Afterward, Sang Li was called over by Mr. Sang.

Lin Zhiyi knew that Mr. Sang probably wanted to talk to Sang Li about her in private. No matter the outcome, she was prepared to accept it.

Then, she accompanied Liu He out of the hotel.

Liu He couldn’t let go and said, "Zhiyi, I didn’t lie to you, the person who called me must be from the Sang Family."

Lin Zhiyi nodded: "I believe you."

But things were probably not that simple.

From the shocked expressions of the Sang Family members, they clearly didn’t know Liu He was her mother before this.

Therefore, it definitely wasn’t their idea.

The only person left who could order the Sang Family around was just one person.

Wen Qing.

As she thought about this, Lin Zhiyi then saw in the hotel lobby, Wen Qing was intimately accompanying Sang Ran and the Gong Family, chatting.

So even if she went in and pointed the finger, it was likely that the Gong Family and the Sang Family would let bygones be bygones for the sake of Wen Qing’s raising of Sang Ran.

At this time, the driver honked the horn.

Lin Zhiyi came back to reality and reassured, "Mom, it’s okay, you go back first."

Liu He said worriedly, "Another day I and your Uncle will invite Mr. Sang to have a meal and properly clarify this matter, we can’t let my involvement affect your relationship."

"Mhm."

Lin Zhiyi nodded without hesitation.

Seeing this, Liu He held her hand, deeply relieved: "Zhiyi, you have finally come out of it, your mother can rest assured now."

"What are you talking about, I don’t understand," Lin Zhiyi laughed lightly.

"It’s okay if you don’t understand, let the past be the past, I’ll be going now."

"Alright."

After watching Liu He leave, Lin Zhiyi prepared to wait for Sang Li.

Just as she turned around, her wrist was grabbed and she was pulled behind a stone pillar.

Lin Zhiyi struggled several times but failed to break free from the grip; instead, she was confined by the man in front of her in the shadowy area between the stone pillars.

Just in time to avoid the people around.

She looked at the shadows on the ground and felt incredibly sad.

It seemed that every time they met, they had to do so in secret.

Just like in their past life, even as husband and wife, they couldn’t walk openly on the street.

Every time she saw Sang Ran linking arms with him in front of a crowd, she tried hard to recall their previous life.

But there was always too much fog between them, obscuring the view.

He had been drinking, his breath filled with the scent of alcohol, his tall frame pressing towards Lin Zhiyi.

His lips neared Lin Zhiyi’s cheek, his voice low and forceful: "Did you agree to him?"

Emotions indiscernible stormed in his eyes.

Lin Zhiyi looked at her hand that couldn’t break free and simply stopped moving, nodding: "Yes."

"Why?" he pressed intensely.

"Third Young Master, you saw everything just now." Lin Zhiyi looked towards the light a few steps away, almost laughing out of exasperation.

"Look at me and say it."

"..."

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, instinctively avoiding Gong Chen’s gaze even more.

Gong Chen’s fingers rested on her chin, turning her face towards him. His movements were surprisingly gentle, which could have been her imagination.

Their eyes met, and neither spoke for a long time.

His face was expressionless, just staring at her, emotions fluctuating in his eyes.

After a moment, his voice was husky: "Don’t be with him."

Lin Zhiyi let out a cold laugh: "Then who should I be with? With you? Haven’t you always been intimate with me intentionally or unintentionally, isn’t that what you want?"

"So, uncle, do you want to be with me?"

She lifted her eyes and quietly watched the man.

The man’s face still showed no emotion, he simply pinched Lin Zhiyi’s chin, seemingly with a spoiling tone: "Stop playing."

But Lin Zhiyi was deadly serious: "I’m not playing, I can prove it."

Having said that, she twisted her wrist and intertwined their fingers tightly, stopping him from heading towards the sunshine-filled area.

But just as she stepped into the sunlight, he pulled her back.

Lin Zhiyi turned around and chuckled.

"See, it’s not that I’m unwilling, it’s you who’s unwilling. Because if we go past here, people in the hall will see us. Are you afraid Xiao Ran will see?"

"It’s not that." Gong Chen even lowered his voice a bit.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t struggle anymore and slowly said: "You saw what happened just now, Ye Feifei isn’t that smart, and she definitely couldn’t have incited the Sang Family to call my mother. You know better than anyone who did it, it was Wen Qing. Dealing with her isn’t difficult for you, can you do it?"

"I cannot." Gong Chen answered even more decisively.

Lin Zhiyi’s face turned pale, devoid of any warmth as the wind blew her hair into disarray.

"So do you still need to ask me why? Third Young Master."

Lin Zhiyi sneered and let go of his hand, passing by his side.

Gong Chen didn’t move his body but gripped her wrist tightly: "I will handle it."

That same phrase again.

Every word was like a fuse, igniting in that moment, Lin Zhiyi’s forced calmness shattered instantly.

She glared at Gong Chen with wet eyes.

"When? Before your wedding, or after? Is it one year, two years, or... eight years?"

At the mention of eight years, Gong Chen’s body shook, his fingertips trembling.

Lin Zhiyi said with a pained breath: "Just by getting close to you, they would want to kill me! But when I’m with Sang Li, they call me Miss Lin!"

"Miss, Lin!" She emphasized every word forcefully.

"How many years have I been with the Gong Family, and what do they call me?"

"Hey! Lin Zhiyi!"

"That person there, come here for a sec!"

"The Lin girl!"

"I am human too, don’t I deserve respect? You insist on keeping me, yet you lack the courage to acknowledge me openly before others."

"Why!"