Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 317: Don’t Be With Him, Okay?

After the incident with Li Huan and Zhou Zhao, the originally ambiguous atmosphere in the car vanished.

Even if Sang Li repeated the previous procedure, Lin Zhiyi’s mind was now full of carp.

Luckily, Sang Li was a considerate person and eased the awkwardness with a smile.

"Feeling better?"

"Mhm."

Lin Zhiyi was even somewhat amused and exasperated.

When they arrived downstairs, Sang Li received a work call and didn’t accompany Lin Zhiyi upstairs.

On the way, Zhou Zhao glanced at Sang Li through the rearview mirror.

"Young Master, that call from Li Huan was obviously deliberate. If anyone should be getting a call, it should be me. It’s likely that it’s Third Young Master causing trouble behind the scenes. Why didn’t you clarify things with Miss Lin?"

Sang Li’s expression was calm: "You think Zhiyi doesn’t know? Sometimes, treating something as a joke and letting it slide is also a way to spare oneself."

"Oh. Wait... am I the joke?" Zhou Zhao said discontentedly.

Sang Li raised his eyes and gave him a look, leaving him to ponder it himself.

Zhou Zhao obediently shut his mouth and focused on driving.

...

Lin Zhiyi returned home, and just as she was about to close the door, a hand stopped it.

The gleaming wedding ring already indicated the man’s identity and also served as a reminder to her.

She forcefully closed the door, leaning her whole body against it.

The man outside hesitated before knocking lightly on the door.

"Open the door."

The man’s voice was tense, more ambiguous compared to his usual indifference.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t respond, just looked up at the ceiling.

The emotions she thought she had adjusted suddenly fluctuated dramatically.

She felt suffocated, as if she was continuously being spun around in a vortex.

Even though she was grasping onto a lifeline trying to climb up, it was still unbearable.

She held her breath, even able to hear the man’s deep breathing through the door.

Lin Zhiyi pulled her thoughts together, eager to escape from there, but as she stepped towards the room, her dropped hand accidentally hit the door handle.

Pain instantly spread throughout her limbs, and she let out a low cry.

The man outside immediately began knocking forcefully.

"Lin Zhiyi, what’s wrong with you?"

Lin Zhiyi was squatting on the ground, holding her hand, with no time to answer the person outside.

She didn’t want to answer either.

A few seconds later, there was no sound from outside.

Lin Zhiyi looked at her hand and simply buried her cheeks between her knees.

Suddenly, the door made a loud noise.

The door lock was smashed, the door wobbled twice, and then burst open.

Outside, Gong Chen was holding a fire extinguisher from the hallway in one hand, and a paper bag in the other, his expression cold and even somewhat urgent.

Before Lin Zhiyi could react, Gong Chen tossed aside the fire extinguisher and scooped her up in his arms.

His eyes were bloodshot as he fiercely asked, "Why didn’t you say anything?"

Lin Zhiyi was frightened by him and couldn’t speak for a long while.

Gong Chen took a deep breath, his gaze darkened, and he lowered his voice, "Where are you hurt?"

"Let me go! It hurts!"

Lin Zhiyi felt like her waist was about to break due to his grip.

What made her even angrier was that he always forcibly entered into other people’s lives at will!

Then he caused a mess and left nonchalantly afterward.

She resisted desperately, even raising her injured hand to hit him.

Gong Chen’s gaze swept over and he immediately caught her wrist.

Staring into her uncontrollable angry eyes, he paused, then softened his tone, "Is your hand okay?"

"None of your business!"

Lin Zhiyi tried to pull her hand back, but couldn’t get it free.

Gong Chen glanced at her somewhat bleeding bandage and frowned, "Your wound is bleeding, I’ll help you rewrap it."

"No need." Lin Zhiyi tried to pry his hand off.

Gong Chen looked at her helplessly, "I’ll leave after wrapping it. Otherwise, we’ll just keep standing here."

"You..."

Lin Zhiyi’s chest was tight, yet she couldn’t think of a better solution.

The loud banging on the door by Gong Chen was so noticeable that people downstairs must have heard it; last time he even called the police claiming someone was shooting here.

She really didn’t want the police coming to her door again.

Before she could speak, Gong Chen already figured out her thoughts and helped her walk inside.

"Let’s go."

Lin Zhiyi could only follow him into the living room.

Gong Chen familiarly took a medical kit from under the TV cabinet, and just as he sat down, Lin Zhiyi shifted slightly to the side.

While searching for medicine, he said sternly, "Just put your hand here, go for a walk downstairs, then come back up."

Lin Zhiyi heard the sarcasm and could only move her body back, stretching her hand towards him.

Gong Chen unwrapped the gauze and upon seeing the wound, his face turned cold: "How did you get a laceration?"

Lin Zhiyi was momentarily unable to grasp his thoughts.

He clearly knew everything, so what was he pretending for?

She sneered, "I fell on my own."

Gong Chen lifted his gaze, staring intently at her as if trying to see through her.

She curled her fingers and quickly shifted her gaze away.

He didn’t ask further, just bowed his head and continued treating the wound.

Suddenly, Lin Zhiyi felt a cool sensation on her fingertips. Startled, she turned her head and saw him blowing air while wiping her wound. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

In a trance, she met his gaze again. Those deep, restrained dark eyes made her involuntarily flustered.

When she regained her composure, his face was already very close.

Their gazes met, and it felt like something fell onto her heart, gentle like rain, soft like snow.

Even his usually serene eyes stirred slightly.

With his eyelashes slightly lowered, his voice was deep and breathy, carrying a slight plea, "Don’t be with him, okay?"

Lin Zhiyi was stunned.

Was he... asking her?

How could that be possible?

She had been deceived by him too many times; she wouldn’t be fooled anymore.

Lin Zhiyi paused her breath, emotions swirling in her chest, but reason still prevailed in the end.

"Third Young Master, is my hand okay now? Don’t forget what you just said."

A trace of dimness flickered across Gong Chen’s eyes: "Yes."

After bandaging, Lin Zhiyi quickly stood up and widened the distance between them.

"Third Young Master, please leave."

Gong Chen didn’t say anything and picked up a paper bag from beside the sofa, placing it on the coffee table.

"Eat it while it’s hot."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at the paper bag and called out to him.

Gong Chen immediately turned around to look at her.

Lin Zhiyi said coldly, "I will send you the bill for the fire extinguisher and the door repairs."

"Okay."

Gong Chen narrowed his eyes and then left.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at the shaky door lock and got the number for a lock purchase from Sister Zhou.

After confirming the model with the other party, she then noticed the bag on the coffee table.

Opening the bag, inside was a portion of steaming rice wine dumplings.

Lin Zhiyi found it laughable. Did he still think she was someone who could be mollified with a serving of rice wine dumplings?

Turning around, she threw the rice wine dumplings and the bag together into the trash can.

...

Gong Chen went downstairs, where Chen Jin was standing by the car, opening the door for him.

Chen Jin could tell from Gong Chen’s gloomy expression that Lin Zhiyi had angered him considerably.

Although Lin Zhiyi never won against Gong Chen, she was the only one who could infuriate him with just a few words.

"Is Miss Lin still angry? Miss Sang’s situation can’t be delayed; we have to save her first. Didn’t Doctor Li say that Miss Lin’s injury was minor?"

Gong Chen got into the car and said coldly, "Get me the surveillance footage from outside the emergency room."

Chen Jin was slightly taken aback: "Yes."

Half an hour later, the surveillance was delivered to Gong Chen’s tablet.

After watching it, his eyes darkened ominously.

"Return to the Gong Family."