Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 177

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: The Guest of Honor is Him

Elsewhere.

Xue Man stood with Mr. Li at the front, waiting for the distinguished guests. During that time, she checked her phone three times but still couldn’t get in touch with Lin Zhiyi.

Mr. Li asked, "President Xue, where’s Lin Zhiyi? Weren’t we supposed to meet up together?"

Xue Man gave an awkward smile, "She..."

Suddenly, Song Wanqiu walked over and uninvited, stood by Mr. Li’s side.

"Zhiyi said she wasn’t feeling well and might not make it."

Mr. Li frowned but said nothing, tacitly accepting Song Wanqiu’s position by his side.

However, being stood up by a newcomer surely didn’t sit well with him.

Seeing this, Song Wanqiu’s lips curled up in a smirk.

Just as she was feeling smug, Lin Zhiyi’s voice came from behind.

"Who said I wasn’t coming?"

At the sound, the crowd made way, and there stood Lin Zhiyi in a red high-slit gown, like a flame burning into everyone’s eyes.

The sparkling fabric made her skin more radiant than snow.

The dress was uniquely adorned with large fishnet-like tulle and a few scattered diamonds.

Her eyes peered out, enchantingly captivating.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Song Wanqiu’s mouth twitched a few times.

Lin Zhiyi, however, smiled at her, "Miss Song, you must have heard wrong. I said I’d be right over."

Then she squeezed past Song Wanqiu and turned to look at Mr. Li.

"I heard Mr. Li is a local, so I had a custom dress made especially of the unique fabric from here, to better represent the host."

"Miss Lin, you are thoughtful," Mr. Li nodded in satisfaction.

"It was the least I could do."

Her words had barely fallen when a luxury car stopped at the entrance.

Seeing the familiar face of the person emerging from the car, Lin Zhiyi had a foreboding feeling.

Following the figure stepping out, she saw the stunningly handsome face of Gong Chen.

He stood quietly, not saying a word, yet seemed to possess an invisible force that drew everyone’s attention.

As he walked forward against the light, his dark eyes were inscrutable, strikingly conspicuous yet they carried a sense of distance.

"Third Young Master, you’re here,"

Song Wanqiu approached slowly, clinging to the man with a sweet expression, everything about her signaling to the crowd that Gong Chen was here for her.

Gong Chen hummed in acknowledgment and exchanged a few pleasantries with Mr. Li.

Mr. Li pointed to Lin Zhiyi beside him, "This is Miss Lin, a young and promising woman. She has gone out of her way to wear our local famous dyed fabric to meet you."

Mr. Li, unaware of the history between Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen, introduced her as if she were a newcomer.

Gong Chen looked up at Lin Zhiyi, his deep eyes flickering, "Deliberately? Hmm."

Lin Zhiyi clenched her fists under his gaze.

If she had known it was Gong Chen coming, why would she bother?

She might as well have let Song Wanqiu have it.

Mr. Li beckoned everyone inside, while Xue Man, standing beside Lin Zhiyi, suppressed a laugh.

"President Xue, what are you laughing at?" Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips.

"Ah? It’s just... amusing. You should hurry up and follow, make a good impression," Xue Man urged.

Lin Zhiyi gritted her teeth and caught up with Mr. Li and Gong Chen.

Right, and Song Wanqiu too.

She clung to Gong Chen like a leech, glancing at Lin Zhiyi from time to time.

Thankfully, Lin Zhiyi still had her professional demeanor.

Moreover, having prepared thoroughly in advance, she could speak eloquently about all the works and had her own insights.

Mr. Li nodded approvingly.

Song Wanqiu wanted to impress as well, but she was utterly unprepared.

After butting in twice and getting the designer’s name wrong, Mr. Li chose to ignore her outright.

This left her in a state of embarrassment, forcing her to cling even closer to Gong Chen, as if fearful of not being seen.

Towards the end of the tour, a cool breeze blew in through a window that wasn’t shut tight.

Lin Zhiyi shivered and then coughed twice.

Her constitution used to not be so delicate.

But since her rebirth, she would fall ill at the drop of a hat. Her medicine chest at home was almost overflowing.