Lin Zhiyi watched Gong Chen’s retreating figure, her eyes suddenly turning cold, yet her expression betrayed no surprise.
She looked up at the grey, overcast sky, her bitter smile seeming so pale in comparison.
Finally, everything was as she had predicted.
In her previous life, the car accident involving Liu He and Gong Shiyan must have been related to this collaboration.
Gong Chen had deceived her.
He said the accident occurred because Liu He and Gong Shiyan were helping her find evidence of Song Wanqiu’s crimes.
In reality, it was just to divert her attention.
So that she wouldn’t realize that the mysterious husband she married, who was Gong Shiyan, was right in front of her.
Nor did she notice that right after the accident, Gong Chen immediately had a major collaboration with President Wen.
In fact, everything had traces to follow. Song Wanqiu never mentioned the accident in front of her.
With Song Wanqiu’s two-faced nature—publicly one way, privately another—such a good opportunity would surely have been used to the fullest to provoke and mock her.
Unfortunately, at that time, whenever she thought of Liu He’s mutilated corpse, she would spend the entire night restless and in a daze.
What forcefully kept her going was her hatred for Song Wanqiu and Xingxing.
But in the end, Xingxing also died.
Only now did Lin Zhiyi realize that her former self had lived within a vast lie.
Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath, withdrew her gaze, and turned to leave.
...
Parking lot.
The car door was open; Sang Ran clutched it, gasping for breath.
Gong Chen supported her and stuffed several pills into her mouth.
After a moment, Sang Ran’s complexion slowly improved, and she leaned against Gong Chen, unable to resist hugging him tight.
"Sorry, I realized I left my bag in your car only when I went to take my medicine."
"Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"
"No need, I’ve honestly had enough of hospitals. Can I just lean on you like this for a while?"
With a plea in her eyes, Sang Ran looked at Gong Chen.
Gong Chen hummed in acknowledgment, sat in the back seat, and allowed her to lean on him.
As Sang Ran breathed in his scent, she closed her eyes in comfort, even affectionately rubbing her cheek against his coat.
Until...
Gong Chen’s voice carried a chilling tone, "How did President Wen and He Yao get to know each other?"
Sang Ran’s heart skipped a beat; she opened her eyes and looked up at him.
But no matter how carefully she observed, she couldn’t decipher his thoughts.
"I was abroad for rehabilitation, and it just so happened He Yao was injured in a fight with a burglar who broke in and had to be hospitalized. My aunt often visited me, and that’s how they got to know each other."
"Do you know why President Wen invited you for a meal today?"
Gong Chen’s voice suddenly dropped by a degree.
Even the air around them seemed to freeze.
Sang Ran’s pupils dilated slightly, but she kept her head down and remained silent.
Almost concurrently, Gong Chen increased the distance between them, and with it, the warmth and sense of security dissipated.
The chilly wind blowing in from outside the car door nearly froze Sang Ran.
In a panic, she grasped Gong Chen’s hand and nodded, "My aunt said she learned something interesting and wanted me to come and see. I really didn’t know that Zhiyi and He Yao were here to discuss marriage. Believe me."
"Mhm."
Gong Chen responded indifferently, subtly withdrawing his hand.
Sang Ran looked down at her empty palm, biting her lip, "You seem to be quite concerned about... He Yao’s marriage."
"Not at all. Since we’re planning a collaboration, I have to understand the other party’s background."
Gong Chen leaned back into the seat, answering nonchalantly, though the veins on the back of his hand were slightly pronounced.
Sang Ran moved closer to him, "Although He Yao looks rough, he’s actually a good person. If he and Zhiyi hit it off..."
"You should head back first; it’s windy outside," Gong Chen interrupted.
Clearly, he didn’t wish to continue this topic.
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