Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 324: Never Leave Behind

Noticing that something was off about Xue Man’s expression, Lin Zhiyi asked in confusion, "President Xue, what’s wrong?"

Lost in thought, Xue Man said, "I remember there used to be no such requirements, it must be that schools have different application requirements now. Have you asked them clearly?"

"Yes, one school confirmed it via official email, while I called the other one," Lin Zhiyi answered.

Xue Man leaned back in her chair, her eyebrows slightly lifted as if she was surprised.

"You seem very eager to leave here, you’ve clarified everything so quickly."

"President Xue, I don’t want to leave the studio, I just want to learn more as soon as possible," Lin Zhiyi hastily explained.

Xue Man chuckled and shook her head, "Save that story for yourself."

Lin Zhiyi earnestly said, "President Xue, I’m going with my boyfriend, I think it’s a good thing."

Xue Man paused, as if she understood something, and quickly waved her hand to remind Lin Zhiyi to follow up on the remaining work.

After Lin Zhiyi agreed, she left the office.

As she closed the door, she saw Xue Man taking out her phone, typing something.

She pursed her lips, fully aware of whom Xue Man was contacting.

It was Gong Chen.

Xue Man probably forgot her hangover from before; actually, the last time she got drunk at a bar, she talked a lot.

Among other things was helping Gong Chen to keep an eye on Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi always pretended to be unaware because she didn’t want to lose her job and didn’t want to startle the snake.

Now she felt relieved.

So the answer just now was not just for Xue Man, but also for Gong Chen.

By the time Lin Zhiyi returned to her desk, Ye Feifei had spread the news about her further education, making it known to everyone in the studio.

Even the auntie cleaning the lobby downstairs congratulated her upon seeing her.

Lin Zhiyi could only explain awkwardly over and over that she hadn’t been admitted yet, but it seemed as if everyone had been brainwashed by Ye Feifei and simply would not listen.

Afterward, she could only smile; she had no strength left to explain.

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Lin Zhiyi still went for her treatment every morning. Although recovery was slow, she finally began to feel something when holding a pen.

Therefore, she focused all her attention on the design drafts.

These last two days, she waited for her colleagues to leave, then worked overtime to handle the remaining work while also working on new designs.

But as her fingers had not fully recovered, her hands would shake when she was doing the hand-drawn drafts, and almost all of them ended up being scrapped.

What is meant by "fingers are connected to the heart," with the strength in mind but the body unable to follow, she now truly understood.

Lin Zhiyi looked at the falling pen and rubbed her fingers helplessly.

Just as she was about to continue designing, a noise came from her ear.

"Who’s there?"

She immediately stood up and walked to the office door.

But there was no one outside.

Just when she let down her guard, her phone suddenly rang, startling her, but she relaxed once she saw the caller’s name.

A gentle voice came through the phone from Sang Li, "I’m downstairs at the studio."

Lin Zhiyi checked the time: "I’ll come down right now."

She tidied up her desk, threw all the scrap drafts into the shredder before she felt at ease to leave.

As soon as Lin Zhiyi got downstairs, Sang Li came over and reached out to take her bag.

She dodged lightly: "No need, my bag is full of sundry heavy items."

Nevertheless, Sang Li still took the bag: "Allow me some boyfriend privileges."

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyi smiled, no longer contesting.

The couple left together in the car.

No one noticed a pair of bitterly resentful eyes in the darkness.

...

The next morning.

Lin Zhiyi went for her treatment as usual, she didn’t expect to see Li Huan there.

"I came to see how your treatment is going, how have you felt these last couple of days?"

"Not bad, just that I can’t exert too much force for long," Lin Zhiyi raised her hand and moved it a bit.

The doctor treating her said, "Your recovery is quite fast, just don’t rush it too much."

Li Huan concurred, "Indeed, it’s much better than I expected. After all, it’s an injury, you need to give your body some time to heal."

"Hmm."

Lin Zhiyi nodded.

After the doctor finished giving her the injection, he went to take care of other patients.

Li Huan sat beside her, asking questions about this and that.

After Lin Zhiyi responded a few times, she turned to look at him: "You must have come here specifically to wait for me, right? Has something happened?"

Li Huan choked a little and said with difficulty, "He knows."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi wasn’t surprised at all.

Gong Chen knew almost everything about her life and work; she couldn’t keep it a secret for long.

She had hoped to keep it from him until she left the country. By then, he would be married and probably wouldn’t bother with her anymore, but she didn’t expect him to find out so quickly.

She didn’t understand what he was so insistent on.

Lin Zhiyi sighed: "So what now?"

"He hopes you will stay in the country," Li Huan said softly.

Lin Zhiyi disregarded the needle in her hand and stood up abruptly.

"What right does he have to control my life? Please tell him that I will never stay."

"Alright, alright, don’t get agitated, careful with the needle," Li Huan promptly supported her, with a helpless expression saying, "He’s actually doing this for your good, with your condition, you need to rest."

"For my good? Why doesn’t he go after the person who put me in this state? I don’t believe he doesn’t know the reason why I’ve become like this."

Lin Zhiyi lifted her arm full of needles, recalling the image of Old Mr. Gong hitting her intentionally.

"How do you know he hasn’t? He did it for..."

Li Huan started speaking eagerly, but Lin Zhiyi cut him off mercilessly.

"Doctor Li, you can’t cure the sickness in the heart. The pain inside a person’s heart never truly heals, it’s just that the aggrieved person gives up," she said.

Li Huan couldn’t refute and just shook his head, shrugging: "You’re right, some people endure, and some people facilitate, but it shouldn’t be this way for anyone. I’ll convey your message."

Facilitate?

Who is facilitating?

Lin Zhiyi was a bit puzzled, and just as she was about to ask, the doctor came back to take out her needle.

After it was done, she didn’t want to ask any further.

"I have to rush to the studio, I’ll be leaving first."

"Yeah," Li Huan nodded.

As Lin Zhiyi reached the door, she suddenly remembered something, stopped, and turned around.

"Tell him not to have people follow me anymore."

Gong Chen was aware so quickly of the situation with her hand—if it wasn’t Li Huan, then it was only the people who had been tracking her recently.

By the time Li Huan came to his senses, Lin Zhiyi had already left.

He immediately took out his phone and dialed Gong Chen’s number.

"Didn’t you say you wouldn’t track her anymore? She’s noticed already? What kind of people did you find for this?"

After a few seconds of hesitation on the other end, Gong Chen’s voice was sharp: "Don’t let her leave!"

"What?"

...

When Lin Zhiyi left the hospital, a taxi just stopped; she quickly walked over to it.

After getting in, she gave the address.

The driver turned off the vacant sign and glanced at Lin Zhiyi in the rearview mirror: "Okay."

Lin Zhiyi didn’t pay it any mind and quietly looked out the window.

After a while, she felt the car’s heater was too strong, stuffy even, to the point of making her feel drowsy.

"Excuse me, could you turn down the heat?" she tapped on the transparent partition.

The driver completely ignored her.

Lin Zhiyi suddenly felt something was wrong and hurried to open the window, but found both the car doors and windows were locked.

She propped herself up and reached into her bag for her phone, but her vision seemed blurred as if smeared with oil, and she couldn’t see anything clearly.

Fortunately, her phone rang.

She answered it in haste: "Taxi..."

Before she could finish, the driver suddenly turned around and sprayed twice at her through the partition gap with a bottle.

She immediately slumped onto the back seat, and her phone fell beside her face, too weak to pick it up.

All she could hear was the man’s anxious voice coming from the phone.

"Lin Zhiyi!"

Before she lost consciousness, she vaguely saw the driver pick up her phone and speak softly.

"Got her..."