Lin Zhiyi knew she couldn’t rival his strength, and the corridor outside the restroom might have passersby at any moment.
She didn’t want to be seen.
She took a deep breath and feigned composure with a nod, "I’ll go with you."
The man pulled her into the stairwell.
The wide-open window howled with gusts of cold wind, making Lin Zhiyi shiver subconsciously.
Gong Chen closed the window without a sound and leaned on the windowsill, casually taking a cigarette case out of his pocket.
This was his habit whenever he thought about smoking.
Lin Zhiyi didn’t flatter herself to think he was closing the window because he was concerned she might catch cold.
But the next second, Gong Chen didn’t light the cigarette, just fiddled with it.
He slowly raised his gaze and stared at Lin Zhiyi, his dark eyes intense and cold, "I should have reminded you not to get involved in this matter."
Lin Zhiyi clenched her jaw stubbornly, bit down on her teeth, and forcefully turned her head, avoiding Gong Chen’s gaze.
"Get involved? Wasn’t it you who pulled me in? Isn’t it too late to say such a thing now? Should I just obediently wait to be slaughtered?"
"So what now? Your retaliation is to sneak around taking photos? Do you realize the consequences if you’re caught?"
"It’s none of your business," Lin Zhiyi answered defiantly.
At her words, the cigarette in Gong Chen’s hand snapped crisply, tobacco flying between them.
By the time Lin Zhiyi came to her senses, the man was advancing toward her, pressing her into a corner without stopping.
Until his warm breath fell on her face, his presence domineering and overpowering, as if to encircle and block her in.
Lin Zhiyi immediately raised her hand between them and pushed hard twice, but the man before her stood unyielding.
He pinched the almost-crushed cigarette butt, watching her with subtle, restrained focus, "It’s none of my business? Then whose business is it? Sang Li? He even knows about your mother being in the hospital; do you trust him that much?"
Lin Zhiyi was shocked, her anger rising as she met his gaze, "Are you tracking us?"
"Us? What is your relationship?" Gong Chen’s stare tightened, emotions churning in his eyes, his tone more aggressive than ever before.
Lin Zhiyi didn’t dodge any longer and met Gong Chen’s dark eyes head-on, "Friends, and what are we then? Although I can’t remember anything, everyone seems to be tight-lipped about our past relationship. Why is that? Dare you tell me?"
"Third Young Master, don’t forget, I was driven out by the Gong Family. You’re not even my uncle anymore."
"You didn’t acknowledge it before, you won’t acknowledge it now, and you certainly won’t in the future. So what right do you have, what status do you have, to meddle in my affairs?"
Lin Zhiyi’s questions echoed in the stairwell, one after another, hauntingly quiet all around.
A chilly glint swept across Gong Chen’s eyes, a paranoid sharpness lurking in his gaze.
He responded hoarsely, "I never wanted to be your uncle."
"..."
Lin Zhiyi’s heart lurched, her body instinctively pressing close against the wall.
Gong Chen looked steadily at her for a few seconds, then lifted her hand and pushed a cell phone into her grasp.
"Lin Zhiyi, stay out of things that don’t concern you."
Lin Zhiyi glanced at the phone, incredulously feeling its empty space before believing it was indeed her phone.
Her palms tightened gradually, her fingertips trembling as she pressed the power button.
The evidence she had just found, all of it had been wiped clean.
Lin Zhiyi’s shoulders sank heavily, and no matter how hard she breathed, she felt suffocated.
She lowered her gaze to the ground, seeing the shadows of the two people close together, and couldn’t help but smile coldly, yet her smile and lips felt chilly.
There could never be a balance between them.
That moment, in the corner of Lin Zhiyi’s eye, a figure flitted past the door crack at the stairway entrance.
She looked up, and stepping forward, she closed the gap with Gong Chen, reaching out to smooth his suit lapel.
"Third Young Master, why won’t you let me meddle? You couldn’t possibly have any designs on me, could you?"
"What do you think?" Gong Chen seized her hand, his eyes darkening, "Stop touching me."
"What’s there to be afraid of? No one’s going to see it anyway," Lin Zhiyi tiptoed.
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