Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 189

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: Personally Selected by Third Young Master

A wedding favor?

Lin Zhiyi stared blankly at the box in front of her.

It was shaped like a music box, each part exuding the beauty of craftsmanship.

Just the case alone was so exquisite, let alone the contents inside.

In a daze, Song Wanqiu, wearing a loose cashmere maxi dress, was radiating a soft glow all over.

She caressed her non-existent tummy, smiling, "Zhiyi, didn’t you see the news today? Third Young Master and I are preparing to get married. Mainly because Third Young Master knows I love beauty and worried that it’d be hard to wear a wedding dress with a big stomach."

With that, she pointed at the favors on everyone’s desk.

"Just announced the wedding and brands are sending favors for me to choose from, my eyes are dazzled by the choices, so I brought them for everyone to help me choose."

"Zhiyi, this one for you is the most expensive, personally selected by Third Young Master."

Song Wanqiu laughed as she shoved the favor into Lin Zhiyi’s hands.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t take it, and the favor just smashed onto the floor; the handmade case shattered, spilling luxury perfume all over.

The thick fragrance filled the office, making her, still a little hungover, feel like vomiting.

"Ah!" _{freewēbnoveℓ.com}

Song Wanqiu exclaimed in surprise, suddenly stepping forward to grab Lin Zhiyi’s wrist.

Lin Zhiyi was startled by her cry and subconsciously pushed her away.

She stumbled against the table, then immediately clutched her tummy, plaintively saying, "Zhiyi, why did you push me? I was just afraid the shards would hurt you."

Colleagues swarmed up, all concernedly supporting Song Wanqiu.

"Wanqiu, are you alright?"

"I’m fine, I’m not that delicate, and Zhiyi didn’t mean it," Song Wanqiu said with a pained smile, looking so pitiful.

A colleague discreetly pushed Lin Zhiyi away, discontentedly saying, "Really, you should at least apologize, right? Wanqiu is carrying Third Young Master’s child, and the favor she gave you is the most expensive, just this bottle of perfume costs tens of thousands."

Blame filled everyone’s gazes.

Only Song Wanqiu calmly sat, gently rubbing her tummy, with a faint smile on her lips.

"What’s everyone doing? No need to work anymore?"

Xue Man strode in.

People dispersed.

Xue Man stopped in front of Song Wanqiu, her expression neutral, "Congratulations, but as the saying goes, it’s better to keep a low profile for the first three months."

Song Wanqiu heard the warning—she seemed to want to help Lin Zhiyi.

The thing she resented the most now was someone helping Lin Zhiyi.

She looked up slightly, eyes smiling as she stared at Xue Man, "President Xue hasn’t had children, you might not understand the excitement that Third Young Master can’t suppress since I got pregnant."

The thick sarcasm was unmistakable, even Lin Zhiyi could hear it.

She was worried Xue Man would take offense and wanted to stop Song Wanqiu.

But Xue Man stood in front of her, glanced at Song Wanqiu’s tummy with a smile, "You’re right, when the child is born, I’ll have to prepare a big gift."

Song Wanqiu’s hand on her belly stiffened, and she was silent for a long time.

Xue Man paid her no more mind, turning to Lin Zhiyi, "Come into my office with me."

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi followed Xue Man into her office.

Xue Man, resting her forehead, looked at Lin Zhiyi, "Do you want to take a couple of days off?"

Lin Zhiyi smiled and shook her head, "The new product launch is imminent, I don’t want to delay the progress."

Hearing this, Xue Man raised an eyebrow, her eyes showing both admiration and sympathy.

"Bring your things and move in here, work with me before the release."

Lin Zhiyi was taken aback, then understood that Xue Man wanted her to avoid Song Wanqiu.

Better so.

"Thank you."

Lin Zhiyi turned to go get her things.

Xue Man took out her phone and replied to a message.

"Done."

After Lin Zhiyi left the common office, Song Wanqiu clenched her dress, her gaze venomously following her retreating figure.

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