Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252: Chapter 252: You Are That Kind of Despicable Woman

Lin Zhiyi followed Liu He into the estate.

Along the way, they encountered quite a few people from the Gong Family, and Liu He greeted each one of them, but the others were aloof and even colder than before.

Lin Zhiyi frowned and said, "Mom, wasn’t the matter of the engagement gift box being switched clarified? Are they still troubling you?"

"No. I went to Old Mr. Gong and resigned from the housekeeper position," Liu He said with a bitter smile.

"Why? Didn’t you always want to prove yourself?" Lin Zhiyi was shocked.

"Zhiyi, the engagement dragged you down. I’ve come to terms with it. Anyway, as Xiao Ran will one day have to manage the household after getting married, and she’s a good person, she won’t make things difficult for me."

Liu He spoke highly of Sang Ran.

But these words pierced Lin Zhiyi’s heart like a needle, causing a numb pain, yet the wound was invisible.

It wasn’t that she was jealous of Sang Ran, but she felt guilt.

Speaking of Sang Ran, she arrived on the scene.

She wore a light gray coat with a herringbone pattern, a style that seemed very familiar.

Lin Zhiyi’s eyes flickered, remembering that Gong Chen was wearing a coat of the same style today.

Sang Ran seemed to notice her gaze and lifted her arm to touch the fabric, "How does it look? I had this couple outfit specially made."

"Beautiful."

Lin Zhiyi nodded, not daring to look directly into Sang Ran’s eyes.

Sang Ran handed Liu He and Lin Zhiyi each a box.

"Sister-in-law, this is my New Year’s gift for you."

"Xiao Ran, you’re too polite, we’re all family now."

Liu He opened the box to find a cashmere shawl, luxurious and elegant. She draped it over her shoulders, clearly delighted.

Sang Ran smiled and tapped the box in Lin Zhiyi’s hands, "Someone chose this for you; if it’s not to your liking, go find him."

"Who?" Lin Zhiyi was slow on the uptake.

"Haha, who? If my brother heard that, he’d probably cough up blood," joked Sang Ran carelessly.

Lin Zhiyi then realized and felt a bit embarrassed.

"Uh... thank you, Mr. Sang."

"Why are you thanking me? Just invite him to dinner someday, and that’ll be enough," Sang Ran suggested with a wink.

Lin Zhiyi pressed her lips together without responding.

During their exchange, Sang Ran’s gaze fixed on Lin Zhiyi’s neck.

Lin Zhiyi noticed and subconsciously touched the pearl necklace around her neck, asking cautiously, "What’s wrong?"

Sang Ran snapped out of her reverie, "That necklace is so beautiful; I wonder if Third Young Master’s gift for me is just as pretty."

"What?"

Lin Zhiyi’s hand paused, bewildered as she looked at Sang Ran.

Sang Ran’s cheeks flushed, coquettishly saying, "I overheard Assistant Chen telling Third Young Master that the pearl necklace had arrived, that it was meant to be a New Year’s present."

Upon hearing this, the blood quickly drained from Lin Zhiyi’s face.

Suddenly, the necklace around her neck felt like an iron chain bound for execution, tightly wound, suffocating, and painful.

"Zhiyi? Zhiyi? What’s wrong?"

Sang Ran noticed Lin Zhiyi’s pale expression and quickly nudged her.

Lin Zhiyi came to her senses, only then realizing that her hands were tightly clutching the necklace, causing it to strangle her neck.

That’s where the suffocating feeling came from.

This... it had happened again.

She was well aware that she was sick, but it seemed like no one else could see it.

Lin Zhiyi looked back at Sang Ran’s concerned face and immediately wore a smile, "It’s nothing. Since you like this necklace so much, I... I’ll give it to you."

She intended to say she would gift it, but the necklace should belong to Sang Ran, so what right did she have to offer it as a gift.

Having said that, she began to take off the necklace.

But the clasp was tight, and she kept picking at it, even scratching the skin on the back of her neck raw without feeling any pain.

"Zhiyi, it’s really not necessary; Third Young Master has already prepared one for me," Sang Ran declined, not wanting to take what belonged to someone else.

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi became even more anxious.

What if Sang Ran didn’t receive the pearl necklace from Gong Chen?

How disappointed would she be?

And what right did she have to enjoy it?

Lin Zhiyi finally managed to remove the necklace and immediately put it around Sang Ran’s neck.

"It suits you better than it does me."

Sang Ran smiled and touched the necklace, "Really? Thank you, Zhiyi."

"Don’t, don’t thank me," Lin Zhiyi’s expression was awkward.

People came and went around them, and the two just stood there, at an impasse. _{freewebnσvel.cѳm}