Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142: Chapter 142: You Did It on Purpose!

Lin Zhiyi’s neck throbbed with pain; Gong Chen had bitten her hard this time, as if he were punishing her.

But she dared not make a sound, breathing hard, fists clenched as she endured the agony.

Then, Gong Chen pried open her fist, interlocking their fingers, the biting on her neck turning into a gentle grind.

She was dazed for a few seconds, until the knock on the neighbor’s door startled her awake.

She struggled, "Let go."

"Scarf."

"I threw it away."

"Lin Zhiyi, you should know the consequences of lying to me."

Gong Chen’s voice was low in her ear, commanding with an irresistible oppressiveness.

"In the bag," Lin Zhiyi said softly. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

Being caught in a lie caused her neck to blush a faint pink, highlighting the ambiguous redness of the bite mark. She lowered her eyelashes, her lips slightly pursed in a seductive pout.

She awkwardly shifted her body, and Gong Chen tightened his hold around her waist.

"Don’t move."

The man’s breathing was heavy; the hot breath on the side of Lin Zhiyi’s ear and his taut muscles made her dare not move at all.

A few seconds later, warmth spread across her neck.

Gong Chen had rewrapped the scarf around her neck before slowly releasing her.

Lin Zhiyi looked down at the scarf, seeing the embroidered "Chen," not understanding why he needed to do this.

Suddenly, the urgent knocking shattered her trance, and she peered at the man who had walked into the living room before cracking the door open slightly.

"Sorry, I didn’t hear you in the bathroom, and I don’t have any vinegar left either."

"No problem." The neighbor craned his neck to peer inside.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." The neighbor withdrew his gaze, handing her a box of wontons quickly. "Brought these for you."

"No need, I’ve already eaten my fill today, you eat them, goodbye."

Lin Zhiyi spoke politely, then quickly closed the door.

Instinct urged her to peer through the peephole, and, to her surprise, the neighbor was indeed nosy, eavesdropping against the door.

She tiptoed back to the living room.

By then, Gong Chen had already started brewing tea on his own. He didn’t look up, lazily twirling a ring on his finger.

Lin Zhiyi approached, "Uncle Gong, I’ve shown you the scarf, and it’s late now. I’m really tired and want to sleep early."

The man stopped twirling the ring, pressed his hand to his forehead, and then looked up at her. "Are you sure your neighbor won’t get suspicious seeing you with a man’s scarf and want to investigate?"

Lin Zhiyi looked down, biting her lip. "You did it on purpose!"

There was no getting rid of him now.

He said nothing, casually steeping a pot of tea and taking a calm sip.

Exhausted, Lin Zhiyi sat down, pulling out her phone to avoid talking to him, and started playing with it right in front of him.

When she turned on her phone, an article immediately caught her eye.

A report about Chen Hongwei embezzling and framing others was blazing across the internet.

Many former female employees of the Chen Group also came forward, accusing him of sexual harassment during their tenure.

This article, however, conspicuously avoided dwelling heavily on the scandal of Shen Yan and Chen Hongwei being caught in adultery.

Many media outlets now sensationalized the story, describing in vivid detail how Shen Yan seduced Chen Hongwei and got caught in the act.

But that was not the crux of the matter.

As Lin Zhiyi finished reading, she felt a secret thrill.

Finally, the media had focused on the main issue and the chief culprit.

Chen Hongwei could no longer hide.

Chen Group’s stock price tumbled.

It fell so quickly it was as if someone was manipulating everything.

With Chen Hongwei’s explosion, Song Wanqiu also blew up—the events were linked in a chain reaction.

Someone had posted photos online of Song Wanqiu dining privately with Shen Yan, paying for Shen Yan’s purchases, the two appearing as close as sisters.