Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 318 She is My Woman

Gong Mansion.

Old Mr. Gong was having dinner and upon noticing someone’s approach, he did not stop his actions.

Instead, his expression became even more authoritative.

Ever since the last argument in the hospital ward, Gong Chen had never dined with Old Mr. Gong again.

Thus, Old Mr. Gong was certain that Gong Chen had come to make amends.

After all, he had been in control of the Gong Family for decades, whereas Gong Chen had only been in control for a few years.

Old Mr. Gong looked up at the butler.

The butler personally added a set of utensils for Gong Chen, signaling that it was a way out Old Mr. Gong was offering him.

At the large round table, Gong Chen and Old Mr. Gong sat at opposite ends.

Old Mr. Gong, with a nonchalant tone exclusive to those in power, asked: "Is Xiao Ran doing well?"

Gong Chen coldly and indifferently responded: "She’s fine."

"I have already arranged for a nutritionist to come over. The wedding is approaching, and it’s best to get her health in order soon."

It sounded like Old Mr. Gong was very concerned about and valued Sang Ran.

In fact, he was afraid that Sang Ran would cause a mishap during the wedding and lose face.

Otherwise, if he truly cared, why would he have left the hospital before Sang Ran woke up?

What was the purpose of his hospital visit?

The answer was almost ready to reveal itself.

Lin Zhiyi.

Seeing that Gong Chen didn’t speak, Old Mr. Gong thought he agreed with his decision.

He waved his hand, commanding in a tone, "Let’s eat first, and later you can go to the hospital and keep Xiao Ran company, don’t let someone ruin your relationship."

Gong Chen did not respond, but instead, waved two fingers at a maid behind him in front of Old Mr. Gong.

The maid silently stepped forward, cleared the utensils that the butler had just set, and then served a cup of tea.

Old Mr. Gong’s face suddenly changed, and he furiously glared at the maid.

The maid, however, remained expressionless, standing straight behind Gong Chen.

Seeing this, Old Mr. Gong immediately understood the reason.

This maid was arranged by Gong Chen within the Gong Family.

He frowned and said, "I didn’t know there were disobedient maids in this house."

Gong Chen took a sip of tea and indifferently said, "A maid only needs to listen to her employer. You’ve been sick lately, so naturally, I need to arrange more people to protect you."

"Fine! Fine! You dare to spy on me?" Old Mr. Gong’s anger rose, and he waved at the butler, "Take her away!"

As soon as his words fell, the bodyguards surrounded the maid from behind.

Gong Chen slowly set down his teacup, and the maid, far from being agitated, continued to make tea for him methodically.

"Dad, don’t rush, you should know I don’t keep idlers, and I never only keep one person."

Old Mr. Gong was taken aback.

The people by Gong Chen’s side were always exceptionally skilled.

Even the mere maid surrounded by others remained unflustered, clearly showing she was tough.

Moreover, Old Mr. Gong did not know exactly how many people had been replaced in the Gong Family.

Old Mr. Gong became more and more enraged, smashing his utensils in his hand.

Pieces flew into the various dishes, instantly turning one’s stomach.

He roared furiously: "Gong Chen! What do you mean? Are you trying to end it all with me for Lin Zhiyi?"

"Is she worth it? What is she?"

"All these years, it was I who gave her a bite to eat. Otherwise, with her brainless mother, she wouldn’t even know how many men she had slept with!"

Regardless of Old Mr. Gong’s underhanded methods in private.

But on the surface, he extremely values face, always giving off a graceful, well-cultured impression.

To make him unabashedly curse, it shows how much he despises Lin Zhiyi.

The Gong Family prospered and thrived, everything orderly and systematic under his arrangement, passing down through generations.

In his eyes, even if he were to die, he should be immortalized in the family records.

He is the glory of this family.

Yet, at this moment, came Lin Zhiyi, a blemish.

Old Mr. Gong’s voice vibrated above the dining room, seemingly trying to overpower Gong Chen with his aura.

Gong Chen’s slender fingers gently tapped the rim of his glass, appearing languid yet exuding a sharp and cold aura.

"She is my woman."

"What did you say?" Old Mr. Gong looked at Gong Chen in disbelief, his voice trembling.

"She is my woman." Gong Chen repeated, emphasizing each word.

"Shut up! Are you mad? Why must you do this?"

Upon hearing this, Gong Chen said nothing and had Chen Jin pass over a tablet, showing the screen image of Old Mr. Gong slapping Lin Zhiyi.

Old Mr. Gong’s face turned livid: "Just for this slap? You’re making such a big fuss over this?"

"Yes."

"In the past, you abandoned her for profit, don’t you think what you are doing now is ridiculous?" Old Mr. Gong scoffed coldly.

Holding the cup, Gong Chen looked at the crisply gilded white porcelain and said directly: "The past? How do you know I did it for profit and not for her? I want her to live, and I selfishly want to possess everything about her, no matter how despicable."

"Now, I indeed am ridiculous, just like you said, I’m out of control."

"So I can afford to play even more wildly, can you?"

He handed the cup in his hand to Old Mr. Gong, then forcefully crushed it.

As if unfazed by pain, he slowly clenched his fist, letting the shards cut through his flesh, with blood flowing freely.

In the dining room full of people, everyone seemed as if their breath has been cut off, dead silent. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Old Mr. Gong’s lips parted slightly, but he was too stunned to make a sound.

He had never anticipated that Gong Chen’s insanity was all for Lin Zhiyi.

Gong Chen stood up and took a towel from a maid to wipe the blood off his hands.

"Don’t touch her, otherwise I really don’t mind ruining us both."

"Gong Chen, she is now Sang Li’s girlfriend," Old Mr. Gong angrily reminded, his gaze conjuring up inappropriate images of Lin Zhiyi and Sang Li.

"Sang Li is not you."

A man thinking with his lower half.

Dropping these words, Gong Chen turned and left.

Old Mr. Gong choked, slamming the table as he rose.

But before he could express his anger, the butler interrupted with a mobile phone in hand.

"Old Mr. Gong, Young Master Gong has resigned, the whole family emigrated today, and the entire shipping company was taken over by Third Young Master. Just now I asked, Third Young Master has already cooperated with the person acquiring He Group’s shipping."

"Gong Chen!"

Old Mr. Gong shouted furiously, collapsing into his chair.

Young Master Gong was Old Mr. Gong’s youngest cousin, always obedient to Old Mr. Gong’s orders, hence held a very important position.

Resigning just like that, clearly, he had been coerced by Gong Chen.

He struck Lin Zhiyi with a slap, but Gong Chen harshly cut a chunk out of him.

Continuing this way, Gong Chen’s influence will only grow stronger, and he will become more uncontrollable.

...

After Gong Chen left the Gong Mansion, Sang Ran and Wen Qing dared to come out.

She doesn’t like hospitals, so after getting the doctor’s approval, she returned home to recover.

She did not expect to hear Gong Chen’s declaration that she is his woman.

Sang Ran collapsed to the ground, pain faintly throbbing in her chest, she opened her bag and stuffed a handful of pills into her mouth.

"I can’t have any problems, I’m about to get married, I’m getting married..."

"Xiao Ran!" Wen Qing hugged her tightly, "Don’t be like this, your aunt will be heartbroken."

However, in a place Sang Ran couldn’t see, Wen Qing’s eyes filled with malevolence.

Gong Chen taking over the shipping company was not just a threat to Old Mr. Gong, but also a crisis for her.

Multibillion-dollar cooperation, she had gotten a piece of the action thanks to the shipping resources controlled by the Wives Group.

But after taking over the shipping company, Gong Chen immediately collaborated with others, clearly intending to kick her out of the game.

But it wouldn’t be that easy.

Regaining her senses, Sang Ran composed herself, slowly standing up and reassuring herself, "Aunt, don’t worry, I’m fine, actually, I’m not worried about Zhiyi, because she’s soon going abroad for further studies."

A flash darted across Wen Qing’s eyes: "Oh?"