Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Chapter 175: It’s Just a Dream

Gong Chen looked at Lin Zhiyi with a deep and intense gaze, like a fierce beast poised to pounce.

Her breathing tightened, and her fair skin, flushed a light pink from the hot bath, seemed all the more enticing.

Her eyes, misted with water vapor, were alluring and hazy.

He slowly bent over her, less domineering than before, almost cautious.

Lin Zhiyi looked at him, her mind went blank, and she forgot to struggle.

But just as Gong Chen was about to draw near, she felt a slight discomfort in her nose, and her rationality snapped back.

She immediately pushed him away and turned over to sneeze.

"Achoo!"

After sneezing, Lin Zhiyi pulled a tissue from the bedside and wiped her nose.

After tossing the tissue, she felt a warmth over her body and, looking down, realized she was covered with a blanket.

Gong Chen lay flat with his eyes closed and said in a low and husky voice, "Sleep."

Lin Zhiyi rubbed her nose and carefully curled up in the corner of the bed.

She would just have to make do for now, as the rollercoaster of a day had left her utterly drained.

Lin Zhiyi almost fell asleep as soon her head hit the pillow, but it was just so cold.

Especially since she could feel waves of warmth behind her, while the space beneath her was chilling.

This stark contrast made her sleep terribly restless.

Just as she was tossing and turning in a drowsy agony, a warm hand touched her waist and pulled her closer.

Drawn to the heat, she felt her whole body relax, and her head rested on the man’s chest, with her cold hand instinctively reaching for the source of warmth.

Suddenly, a hand gripped hers.

A deep and husky voice came from above her head, "Don’t touch without thought. Don’t you want to sleep?"

Lin Zhiyi didn’t move anymore and fell into a peaceful sleep.

She slept until Xue Man called her.

At the ring of the phone, she felt a momentary disorientation, as if her soul had just returned, and stared blankly at the empty bed for three seconds before answering the call.

"Zhiyi, come downstairs for breakfast."

"Okay," Lin Zhiyi’s voice was a bit hoarse.

"Are you okay? Didn’t sleep well?"

"No, I’ll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyi quickly got out of bed to wash up and rushed downstairs as fast as she could.

...

In the dining room.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t expect Song Wanqiu to be there as well.

"Zhiyi, good morning, did you sleep well?" Song Wanqiu asked, staring at her.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t know her intentions and casually replied, "It was okay."

After sitting down, Xue Man went over some things to note for the jewelry exhibition that afternoon.

"By the way, Zhiyi, since you didn’t bring a gown, I happened to have a friend who has a studio here, and I borrowed a dress for you."

Saying this, Xue Man handed a large bag by her feet to Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at it, and liking the color at first sight, she said, "Thank you, President Xue."

Xue Man nodded and then turned to Song Wanqiu, "Miss Song, with the Third Young Master at your side, you surely don’t need my help, right? After all, my capabilities are limited, and I can’t borrow any top-brand gowns."

Xue Man appeared humble, but she was actually intentionally not giving Song Wanqiu any face.

After the dinner mishap the previous night, Song Wanqiu had rushed out to accuse Lin Zhiyi. After the misunderstanding cleared up, she was mocked by her peers for her poor judgment, making her an outcast.

Song Wanqiu picked up on the undertones but maintained a gentle smile on her face, "No need to trouble yourself, President Xue; the Third Young Master has already prepared everything for me."

These words were nothing new to Lin Zhiyi.

She bowed her head, focusing solely on her food, indifferent to what Song Wanqiu was saying.

But her reaction made Song Wanqiu frown slightly, then she smiled again after a moment.

She put down her fork and commented, "Although the hotel breakfast is not bad, I still think the food at the Shan City Night Market is better."

When she heard ’night market,’ Lin Zhiyi’s movements paused for a second.