Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267: Chapter 267 I Helped Her

Not right.

In the past life, Song Wanqiu and Wen Qing didn’t know each other, and Lin Zhiyi and Liu He had never met Wen Qing, so how could their deaths be related to Wen Qing?

And now, Song Wanqiu had become demented due to disfigurement and a broken leg, and she had long been locked in a mental hospital by the Song Family.

A few days ago, there were even netizens who visited and found that Song Wanqiu had already been tortured into incoherence.

She couldn’t die, but was living a life neither human nor ghost.

*Perhaps this was the best punishment for Song Wanqiu.*

So, with Wen Qing’s superior personality, he was even less likely to get involved with someone from a mental hospital.

Lin Zhiyi rubbed her aching head, still unable to connect these things together.

Suddenly, she thought of four words, the billion-dollar deal.

In both the past life and now, the only person related to Wen Qing was Gong Chen.

*What if the causes of death for Gong Shiyan and Liu He were actually lies by Gong Chen to deceive her?*

A terrifying thought formed in her mind.

Her face turned worse as she pressed her head hard, not daring to think further.

...

The Gong Family.

Li Huan took off his blood-stained disposable gloves, threw them into the trash can, and then let out a heavy sigh.

Seeing the cigarettes on the table, he no longer cared about propriety, directly taking one and lighting it.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, he remarked, "I have a friend who sells insurance, are you interested in learning about it? Just write me as the beneficiary."

Gong Chen, standing tall and slender, leaned against the table, perfectly blocking the light above.

The man against the light had tightly bandaged muscles on his upper body, black formal suit trousers on the lower body, and even the matte belt looked as if it was a snake coiled around his waist.

He exuded an air of wickedness.

With his bandaged hand, he lit a cigarette, speaking in a deep voice, "Not serious."

Indeed, it wasn’t serious; it was evident that the other party didn’t dare to hit hard.

But he really didn’t care. Once he said he was beaten, he was beaten.

"It’s not serious for you, but you’ve chilled everyone’s hearts. It’s your territory, and you helped someone else after giving her a whip. She even hates me."

Li Huan pointed at himself, wondering who he had offended.

Gong Chen paused, lightly biting the cigarette filter, enveloped in curling smoke, making it hard to see clearly.

"Wasn’t she unable to stay even for a second? I helped her."

"You... you... you’re infuriating me." Li Huan stood up, pacing back and forth. "Why exactly did you help Wen Qing?"

"Because of Xiao Ran," Gong Chen replied indifferently.

Li Huan stood frozen in place for a long time without responding.

Meanwhile, Sang Ran, who was anxiously waiting outside the door, happened to hear Gong Chen’s answer and couldn’t help but smile.

Though she felt sorry for Lin Zhiyi, which woman wouldn’t want her future husband’s favoritism?

As the saying goes, love me, love my dog.*

This could be considered Gong Chen’s favor towards her.

She pressed her lips together and decided it would be best to explain to Lin Zhiyi tomorrow.

With that in mind, Sang Ran turned to leave the study.

In the room.

Li Huan was so angry that he pressed the cigarette butt forcefully into the ashtray.

"Stop talking nonsense! I asked Chen Jin when I arrived. Is it because of the old man? If President Wen dared to act in Yi Garden, it was either with your consent or the old man’s. You’re doing all this to help Lin Zhiyi completely escape the old man’s clutches. That whip was unavoidable. If you hadn’t done it, someone else would have, so you controlled the force yourself. But you ended up injuring your own hand. You also called the Second Young Master back, right?"

Gong Chen didn’t respond, which was as good as an acknowledgment.

"What exactly does Wen Qing want to do?"

Li Huan’s eyes, full of curiosity, stared intently at Gong Chen.

Gong Chen sat down, one hand resting on the chair’s armrest, the other hand holding a cigarette, and when he looked up, it seemed as if he could see through everything.

"After prying so much information, don’t you have something to confess?"

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Li Huan nearly choked on his last puff of smoke.

He covered his mouth, "Confess what?"

Gong Chen’s slender fingers played with the cigarette in front of him, smoke spiraling upwards.

It brought an inexplicable feeling of oppression to Li Huan’s chest.

He clutched his chest, then smirked, "I feel President Wen seems to have hostility towards Lin Zhiyi and her mother. It’s better to be careful and keep guard."

It was as if he had spoken, yet also seemed like he hadn’t.

This didn’t count as breaking his promise to Lin Zhiyi.

"Hmm."