Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 308: Are You Jealous?

After Lin Zhiyi found out that Third Young Master helped her contact her desired school, she went to see Sang Li the next day.

She told him the whole thing.

They are currently dating, and she didn’t want Sang Li to hear about this from someone else.

She didn’t want to deceive Sang Li either.

After all, Sang Li has been so good to her.

After hearing it, Sang Li suggested that she should clarify things with Gong Chen.

As for the school, it’s about her future, naturally, she should choose the best option.

But Lin Zhiyi didn’t want to meet Gong Chen, so she thought of asking Chen Jin to relay the message.

As soon as Chen Jin was mentioned, Zhou Zhao volunteered eagerly to help.

However... there was no response to the sent message after several minutes.

"Assistant Zhou, did you somehow offend Assistant Chen? As an assistant, he’s always with his phone, not replying to a message for over ten minutes basically means he is ignoring you," Lin Zhiyi reminded.

Zhou Zhao clicked his tongue twice: "He’s too petty, isn’t he?"

Lin Zhiyi asked curiously, "What exactly did you do?"

Zhou Zhao smirked sneakily.

Lin Zhiyi immediately had a bad feeling, and quickly said, "I should ask Li Huan to help contact them instead."

After saying that, she sent a message to Li Huan.

In less than two minutes, Li Huan replied.

’It’s arranged. See you in a bit.’

There was a restaurant address attached below.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhao couldn’t smile anymore.

Sang Li looked up from the documents and towards Lin Zhiyi: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No need, Chen Jin is Third Young Master’s assistant, if it leaks that you met him privately, it wouldn’t be good for both of you. Li Huan will accompany me," Lin Zhiyi explained.

Sang Li closed the document, and thoughtfully said, "Li Huan is really nice to you."

Lin Zhiyi was about to nod, then she suddenly noticed something off about Sang Li’s tone.

She tentatively asked, "Are you jealous?"

"Haven’t I been jealous a lot lately?"

While talking, Sang Li reached out his hand and pulled Lin Zhiyi closer.

Zhou Zhao saw this and tactfully left.

Lin Zhiyi faced this somewhat unfamiliar aura and tensed up involuntarily.

Her subconsciously lifted hand tightened for a moment then relaxed.

Actually, Sang Li’s scent was very comforting, carrying a warm aroma as if bathed in sunlight.

She let Sang Li hold her, constantly telling herself to get used to it and gradually relaxed.

But when he leaned close to her cheek, she subconsciously held her breath and leaned back a bit.

Upon noticing, Sang Li didn’t continue, but gently pinched her shoulder.

"Relax, am I going to eat you up?"

While it was supposed to be a heart-fluttering remark, Lin Zhiyi’s face turned pale.

It seemed like a long time ago she had heard someone else say that too.

"What’s wrong?" Sang Li saw her spacing out and gently asked.

"It’s nothing, it’s about time for me to go, I won’t keep you from work," Lin Zhiyi said.

Lin Zhiyi got up to leave.

Sang Li also stood up, reaching out to hold her: "Wait a second."

The next second, his men’s custom-made scarf was around her neck, with Sang Li’s initials in the corner.

"It’s cold outside." Sang Li finished wrapping the scarf around her, "Call me if you need anything."

Lin Zhiyi touched the soft scarf and nodded, "Okay."

...

Walking into the restaurant, Li Huan and Chen Jin had already arrived.

As soon as Lin Zhiyi sat down, Chen Jin noticed the scarf around her neck and fell silent.

The atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward.

Seeing this, Li Huan picked up the teapot to pour tea.

"I’ve ordered the dishes already, we can order more later if it’s not enough, have some tea to warm up first."

"Thank you."

Lin Zhiyi thanked him, cautiously pressed down on the scarf on her chest, worried about accidentally dirtying it.

Chen Jin glanced at her, his expression slightly stern, and got straight to the point, "Miss Lin, what did you want to see me about?"

Lin Zhiyi stared at the clear tea soup and bit her lower lip: "Was it his idea about the school issue?"

Chen Jin paused in the act of lifting his cup, making a noncommittal sound.

Li Huan held his forehead, exasperated by Chen Jin and Gong Chen’s long-standing habit of being overly taciturn—do they die if they speak a bit more?!

He hurriedly explained: "He also hopes that you can do what you like, not to interfere with you."

Lin Zhiyi’s lips curled into a smile that wasn’t quite a smile: "Firstly, I thank him, and secondly, I hope you both can relay to him that he should stop having someone monitor me."

The matter of her further studies, which she hadn’t told anyone, could only mean that Gong Chen knew because he had someone keeping an eye on her.

Li Huan said anxiously: "That’s only because..."

Chen Jin pressed down on his arm, cutting him off: "Miss Lin, I will convey your message, but you must have called me here for more than just this issue, right?"

Lin Zhiyi felt a dryness in her throat and took a sip of tea to soothe it.

"Assistant Chen, because you are the one who understands our past the best, and you have watched us get to this point, you know the outcome better than anyone."

"So, whether as an assistant or as a friend, please persuade him to stop making mistakes."

After her words, the table fell into a dead silence.

Chen Jin looked serious, clutching the teacup tightly: "Miss Lin, I’m afraid I cannot oblige."

Lin Zhiyi looked at him in astonishment, not understanding why, when it clearly would be beneficial for everyone, he would refuse.

"Can this matter really just be defined by right or wrong? If so, doesn’t he know that? Since he is fully aware, wouldn’t it be easier for him to break free from you, given his status? Right?"

"..."

Lin Zhiyi was stunned, her gaze suddenly freezing as if all her movements and thoughts had paused.

Chen Jin looked at her, then raised his hand and clapped twice.

Two men dressed as waiters came over and nodded slightly to Chen Jin.

"Tell the others to retreat," Chen Jin whispered.

"This..." The man glanced at Lin Zhiyi.

"I will explain to Third Young Master."

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The two men called the others and left the restaurant.

One of them, Lin Zhiyi would see every day running in the morning and evening, his route coinciding exactly with her commute to the studio.

Before she could react, Chen Jin pointed towards the door.

"Miss Lin, try going outside."

Lin Zhiyi frowned but still picked up her bag and walked out of the restaurant.

Outside, there seemed little different from when she entered, apart from the sky growing darker.

And the street was now much more crowded.

Lin Zhiyi, who had been a bit nervous, let out a sigh of relief seeing the bustling street.

Since everything that needed to be said had been said, it wouldn’t make much difference whether she ate this meal or not.

She took out her cellphone, wanting to tell Li Huan and the others that she would go back first.

Before she could finish typing, she felt someone push her, and she fell toward the roadway.

An SUV was coming straight at her, and instead of braking, it even sped up upon seeing her.

Lin Zhiyi was terrified.

Her brain urged her to get up, but her limbs wouldn’t respond.

Instead, as the vehicle approached, the panicked crowd in front of her seemed to move in slow motion.

She saw a man in the crowd dressed like a college student, wearing a backpack and a woolen hat.

It was the person who had intentionally pushed her.

He was smiling, looking even more like a student, who could imagine such a person would kill someone?

At that moment, the harsh sound of a horn reached Lin Zhiyi’s ears, and she felt the next second the vehicle’s wheels would roll over her.

Suddenly, a figure dashed out from the crowd and threw themselves at her.

...

Back in the restaurant.

Chen Jin and Li Huan clinked their cups.

Li Huan said helplessly: "Why not just tell her directly that many people outside want her dead?"

Chen Jin sighed: "Instead of telling her, it’s better to let her experience what invisible murder means."

As he finished speaking, the phone on the table vibrated.

Li Huan glanced at it: "Aren’t you going to check it?"

"Junk message."

"..."

Li Huan stifled a laugh.