Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 188

Chapter 188: Chapter 188 Wedding Favors

Third Young Master Gong’s head turned to the other side, but he didn’t let go of Lin Zhiyi’s hand.

Lin Zhiyi, feeling both angry and humiliated, shook her hand vigorously, but couldn’t break free.

Her pale face, under the influence of alcohol, radiated a strange flush.

She tried to breathe deeply, striving to appear calm, but her reddened eyes and trembling shoulders betrayed her.

She clenched her fists, "You all clearly look down on me! Yet you repeatedly use your status and power to oppress me! How far do you want to push me before you will let me go?"

"I will solve it."

The man’s voice was consistently cold and arrogant, always carrying an air of utter control.

"Solve it? Your solution is to force me to yield! To make me a stepping stone for your fiancée! To have me humiliated by the Gong Family! What exactly have you ever solved?" she asked bitterly.

Lin Zhiyi slightly raised her face to look at Gong Chen, her eyes glistening with moisture, her stunningly ethereal face filled with desperation, painfully touching.

"Uncle, if it was wrong to secretly admire and look up to you in my youth, I admit my mistake, I will change. You have also saved me, I have no complaints, but please let me go!"

As she spoke, she stood in the wind, her hair fluttering, so vividly alive, yet seeming as if she would shatter in the next second.

In her clear eyes, there was no longer any trace of him.

Having said her piece, Lin Zhiyi turned around.

However, her wrist was forcefully grasped, and the man pulled her back with strength.

A pair of deep eyes gazed at her, the usually calm and cool person now turbulent with emotions, as if there was something desperate to vent from his eyes.

"Did I say you could leave?"

"What exactly do you want!" Lin Zhiyi gasped in frustration.

"It was you who provoked me first, how this ends, I decide."

"You bastard!"

Lin Zhiyi tried to raise her hand again, but he firmly grasped it, pulling her entire body into his arms.

No matter how much she struggled, he wouldn’t let go.

Gong Chen lightly stroked her back, saying in a deep voice, "If you don’t want a terrible headache tomorrow, stop making a fuss."

Getting chilled from the drink, even Lin Zhiyi’s high tolerance couldn’t withstand, her mind felt jammed, and her entire body slumped.

Gong Chen carried her back to the house in the city center.

Upon entering, Chen Jin immediately took an ice pack from the refrigerator and handed it to him.

"Third Young Master, apply it to your face first, otherwise it will swell."

Lin Zhiyi, having drunk, didn’t watch her strength, and one slap had left a mark on Gong Chen’s face.

Gong Chen first took Lin Zhiyi back to her room, then took the ice pack from his hand.

Chen Jin looked at Gong Chen with a face full of apology, "Third Young Master, I am sorry, it’s my fault for not handling things well in Shan City, causing... "

At the mention of this, Chen Jin’s fists clenched.

That Li He, wearing Li Huan’s clothes, had made him lower his guard, causing him not to bring Lin Zhiyi to Gong Chen right away.

"Where is he?"

A chilling coldness radiated from Gong Chen’s deep black eyes.

Chen Jin bowed his head, "He’s been detained by Li Huan under the pretense of injury, do you need me to bring him to you?"

Gong Chen pinched the ice pack expressionlessly, "No rush to die this very moment."

"But Miss Song is pregnant, what about Miss Lin?"

Gong Chen slowly raised his eyes to the bedroom door, his obsidian eyes filled with frost, devoid of any warmth.

"It’s irrelevant to her, keep her away from Wanqiu."

"Yes."

Inside the bedroom.

Lin Zhiyi gripped the doorknob tightly, then seemed to lose strength suddenly, her shoulders drooping.

She was awakened by thirst, and just as she reached the doorway, she heard Chen Jin’s question.

Song Wanqiu was pregnant, what should she do.

After hearing Gong Chen’s answer, Lin Zhiyi lowered her head and let out a self-mocking laugh.

An answer so unsurprisingly in her favor, in his heart, whatever Song Wanqiu did was right, while she was like a vile woman, always troubling Song Wanqiu.

After wiping her face, her palm was spread open, and when the towel touched it, her fingertips trembled. _{freeweɓnovēl.coɱ}