Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297: Chapter 297: What You Need to Care About Is Not Me

Any woman would have been deeply moved by Sang Li’s words.

But Lin Zhiyi did not want to be so casual with him.

She smiled and shook her head, "Mr. Sang, there’s no need for this; with your credentials, you’ll find someone more suitable."

"Shouldn’t I be the one to decide what’s suitable?" Sang Li said earnestly.

Looking into his eyes, Lin Zhiyi suddenly didn’t know what to say.

"All right, I won’t pressure you. You worked hard today; rest well," Sang Li said, pointing at one of the documents, "This school is not bad."

Lin Zhiyi looked down and couldn’t help but laugh, "Mr. Sang, I know the Sang Family has branches in this country."

"You see... you do understand me so well."

Sang Li always openly admitted his ulterior motives like this.

This candidness was something Lin Zhiyi had never experienced before.

As a child, since she was fatherless, many speculated she was illegitimate, and she could not refute it, so whenever someone asked about her father, she always dodged and hid.

She feared upsetting Liu He, and she feared the strange looks from others.

Later, after marrying Gong Chen, there was no wedding, no wedding ring, nothing—all tucked away in a villa along with her daughter.

Her life seemed only fit to sneak around in the shadows.

Even now, she instinctively hid.

Lin Zhiyi looked at Sang Li and genuinely smiled, "Thank you."

Sang Li said nothing, nodding his head before leaving.

Lin Zhiyi sat back on the sofa, looking at the document in her hand, her emotions complex.

A moment later, the sound of a door lock turning came from the entrance, and she was startled.

She thought Sang Li had forgotten something and come back.

But as she prepared to open the door, she stopped.

If it were Sang Li, he would have knocked; why would he be turning the lock?

Unless...

Lin Zhiyi peeked through the peephole and sure enough, it was him.

Gong Chen.

He held a key that she didn’t know how he’d acquired.

But ever since she was discharged from the hospital, she had changed the lock.

She watched the still-turning doorknob, took a deep breath, and firmly said, "That’s enough. Go away."

The person outside hesitated for a few seconds.

"How’s your hand?"

The man’s voice was low and deep.

Lin Zhiyi paused, looking down at the back of her hand, burned from a scald.

It had improved significantly after cooling it with water, so the injury wasn’t easy to spot.

But Gong Chen still noticed.

Lin Zhiyi bitterly smiled, her arm falling limply, "Don’t trouble yourself."

"Do you always have to speak to me this way?" Gong Chen said coldly.

"Otherwise? Third Young Master, on what grounds do I have the privilege to speak nicely to you?"

"Can’t speak nicely to me, but you can chat for so long with Sang Li?"

His hoarse voice, even through the door, betrayed his turbulent breath.

But why should he care whom she talks to?

Lin Zhiyi was both angry and inexplicably irritated.

Her mind replayed Sang Ran’s reminders multiple times.

It was just like a legitimate partner rebuking a mistress.

The person who had pushed her into this position was Gong Chen.

Lin Zhiyi clenched her fists tightly and said, word by word, "Third Young Master, I’ve already forgotten the past; we have no relationship now, and I don’t need your permission to talk to anyone."

"And... it’s not me who needs your concern, it’s Xiao Ran."

Suddenly, silence fell outside the door.

Lin Zhiyi thought Gong Chen had left and cautiously peeked through the peephole again.

She saw the man standing silently outside, seemingly sensing something, his eyes slowly rising to meet hers through the peephole.

Their eyes locked.

His gaze dimmed, emotions unclear, his Adam’s apple moved faintly, his lips parted as if to say something.

But Lin Zhiyi heard nothing.

By the time she came back to her senses, the figure outside had turned away, with only the hem of his coat brushing past.