Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: Then, for a Lifetime

Lin Zhiyi stood in front of the brightly lit villa, her raised hand falling once again.

Could it be him?

As she let her hand fall once more, the front door opened and Chen Jin walked out slowly.

"Miss Lin, Third Young Master is waiting for you."

"Waiting for me? Does he know I was coming?" Lin Zhiyi was slightly surprised.

Chen Jin did not elaborate, only gesturing for her to please enter.

Lin Zhiyi hesitated but still went inside, the house from her memories drawing ever closer.

Contradictory emotions churned within her, plunging her into a whirlwind of indecision.

If it was really Gong Chen who had saved her, what should she say?

Lost in thought, she soon found herself standing in the hall.

Gazing at the familiar decor, Lin Zhiyi didn’t have time to take a closer look; the sound of a man’s footsteps descended from the staircase behind her.

She clenched her fists, as if resolving to face whatever came next, and turned around.

Gong Chen seemed to have just taken a shower, attired in a black robe that lay open at the chest, revealing firm, glistening skin with a sheen of moisture.

His limbs moved with ease.

Not to mention a gunshot wound, there wasn’t even a mark of any scuffle.

Lin Zhiyi stiffened slightly, her heart hanging by a thread, then plummeting down abruptly.

She should be relieved it was not Gong Chen; this way, she wouldn’t owe him anything.

But...

Her emotions at the moment were indescribable; she strained to maintain composure, barely holding her face steady.

"Uncle."

"Have a seat."

Gong Chen casually tied the sash of his robe and sat down with a cigarette appearing between his fingers.

Click.

The lighter flickered to life, its flames dancing on his face, casting a pale shadow on his deep, meaningful features.

Tobacco smoke wafted towards her, Lin Zhiyi snapped back to reality, lowered her gaze and shook her head, "No, I won’t disturb your rest."

With that, she turned to leave.

But the chilling voice of the man behind her stopped her in her tracks.

"Can your mother wait?"

Lin Zhiyi halted, turning incredulously towards him, "What do you mean?"

"What do you think?"

Gong Chen lifted his gaze, regarding her coldly, casually playing with the lighter on his knee.

It was then that Lin Zhiyi grasped the true meaning behind Chen Jin’s words that the Third Young Master was waiting for her.

Her fists tightened, fingernails digging into her palms, the pain forcing her to breathe, but unable to suppress the bitterness welling up within her.

"So... you already know about the old man sending the police after my mom? And you knew I’d have to come beg you?"

"Yes."

The man’s voice was cool, his features obscured by the thin veil of smoke, his unreadable expression growing increasingly intimidating.

Like a predator lying in wait, ready for the prey to stumble into his trap.

And Lin Zhiyi was that prey.

Yet the farce was that, just minutes before, she had been moved and conflicted by the thought that Gong Chen might have saved her.

A wave of humiliation at being toyed with swept over her, tearing through her being.

"What if I’m unwilling?"

"Lin Zhiyi, you have no choice."

His words dragged Lin Zhiyi into the depths of a desolate sea of despair, engulfing her in an instant.

Mist before her eyes, tears threatening to break free, she slowly closed them, her breathing quivering uncontrollably.

A few seconds later, Lin Zhiyi opened her eyes to look at him, her gaze dim, her expression tinged with self-derision.

"No need to trouble yourself, uncle, I’ll turn myself in."

She had indeed considered asking Gong Chen to save Liu He, but in that moment, she no longer wanted to.

Three million, ten years in prison.

With the old man’s influence, perhaps the charges could be made even more severe.

So it was that Lin Zhiyi would cease to exist in this world.

Her shoulders slumped; she turned to leave.

But after just one step, the man’s invasive presence suddenly breathed down her neck, sending chills up her spine.

Before she could react, his arms imprisoned her body, and he leaned in close, his burning lips grazing her ear.

In between breaths, his untroubled voice resonated.

"Lin Zhiyi, if you dare to do that, the next one to go in will be your mother. After all, the three million was transferred directly to your mother’s account. She didn’t know? Who would believe that?"

Lin Zhiyi froze, slowly turning around in disbelief to face Gong Chen.

She remained silent for a long while, her heart on the verge of collapse.

He took a step forward, his body swaying as if to fall, but Chen Jin was quick to steady him. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}