Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136: Chapter 136: Use Me Then Run?

Inside the dry towel was actually a room card!

Shen Yan took a deep breath, but no matter how much she breathed, she couldn’t restrain the wild jealousy in her heart.

Why did all men seem enchanted as soon as they saw Lin Zhiyi?

Even a man like Gong Chen wanted to obtain Lin Zhiyi.

Why!

As Lin Zhiyi held the room card, she said distressedly, "Third Young Master seems to know my predicament. Assistant Chen said to find him in the room, he would help me solve it, what should I choose? It seems like everyone would choose Third Young Master, right?"

"Of course choose Mr. Chen!"

You wretch only deserve someone like Mr. Chen, who’s a toad!

Shen Yan’s voice rose to a high pitch, sounding shrill and unpleasant like a burst balloon.

Lin Zhiyi pretended not to understand her tone and countered, "Shen Yan, why should I only choose Mr. Chen?"

Shen Yan froze for a few seconds, then began her manipulation again.

"Zhiyi, I’m also thinking of your best interest. You must understand that Mr. Chen is our client. If you can’t appease him, what if he badmouths you in private? This could be fatal for your future work."

"Besides, Third Young Master definitely doesn’t like you, he loves Miss Song. You shouldn’t do something that would destroy other people’s relationships."

Lin Zhiyi stared at her, reminding her, "Shen Yan, Mr. Chen is married, and his son is even older than I am."

Shen Yan smiled, "That’s good, even if Mr. Chen’s wife finds out, she wouldn’t divorce him for the sake of their children."

"..."

Lin Zhiyi really wanted to roll her eyes.

Taking advantage of her silence, Shen Yan stretched out her hand to grab the room card from her.

"I’ll throw this room card away for you."

Lin Zhiyi dodged her hand and stuffed the room card into her bag.

"Shen Yan, didn’t you say we can’t compete with the wealthy? Third Young Master is even more powerful than Mr. Chen, how can I afford to offend him? I need to think this over again. I’ll go to the restroom to clean my dress first."

Behind her, Shen Yan’s eyes blazed with fire, wishing she could burn a hole through Lin Zhiyi’s bag.

She thought for a moment, then immediately put on a concerned face and moved closer to Lin Zhiyi.

"Zhiyi, it’s inconvenient for you to wipe your dress while holding your bag, let me hold it for you."

"Okay, thanks."

Lin Zhiyi handed her the bag and turned away to wet the towel and began wiping her dress.

While wiping, Lin Zhiyi chatted in a low voice, "Actually, I’m really scared of Third Young Master, he doesn’t like women who talk too much. I’m afraid I might say something wrong if I’m too nervous."

"Mmm."

Shen Yan responded carelessly.

After wiping her dress, Lin Zhiyi used the hair dryer briefly until there were no obvious marks, then turned around.

Shen Yan immediately handed her the bag, "Zhiyi, here’s your bag, let’s go to the banquet hall quickly."

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi took her bag and entered the banquet hall with Shen Yan.

The Chen Family’s banquet was very lavish. Not only was the hall glittering with gold, but in the center there was even a champagne tower so tall it required a ladder to reach.

Each glass was a five-digit imported crystal glass.

To create a lush atmosphere, the surrounding flowers were airlifted from Chun City, and they even hired over a dozen florists to maintain them on site.

Any wilting or damaged flowers were replaced immediately.

Not to mention how costly the delicacies on the dining tables were.

Lin Zhiyi hurriedly walked to Xue Man’s side, where they exchanged glances without speaking.

After they sat down, a gaze fixed on her made her spine shiver.

Following the gaze, she collided with Gong Chen’s deep, inscrutable eyes. The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Under the lights, his eyes were cold and unreadable until Chen Jin whispered something in his ear, and a playful look appeared in his eyes.

Lin Zhiyi felt a chill within her and immediately avoided his gaze.

He couldn’t know anything, right?

He shouldn’t.

Through the crowd, Gong Yan suddenly looked in Lin Zhiyi’s direction. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}