Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 306

Chapter 306: Chapter 306: I Will Definitely Repay What I Owe You

Lin Zhiyi looked toward the source, past Gong Chen, and saw Sang Ran waving.

"Zhiyi," she said with a smile.

Lin Zhiyi nodded and noticed from the corner of her eye that Gong Chen hadn’t ordered coffee but had opted for a cup of hot milk instead.

Someone like Sang Ran who is on medication probably shouldn’t drink coffee.

How thoughtful.

Lin Zhiyi heard the ding of a notification and reached for her coffee.

"I won’t disturb you further."

She turned to leave.

"Lin Zhiyi, drink less..." Gong Chen began, holding the milk, calling after her.

"Third Young Master! Hurry, the rain is getting heavier," Sang Ran called out loudly.

Her voice drowned out Gong Chen’s words, and Lin Zhiyi turned back, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Just as she was about to hear him continue, she received a call from Sang Li.

"Zhiyi, I’m downstairs, why don’t I see you?"

"I got out to buy a coffee, I’ll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen exchanged a glance, then turned and walked in different directions as though by tacit agreement.

As she turned the corner, Lin Zhiyi glanced in Gong Chen’s direction.

Sang Ran was smiling as she accepted the milk, her face brimming with happiness.

Lin Zhiyi withdrew her gaze and headed straight for the parking lot.

Elsewhere.

Gong Chen looked at Sang Ran’s smile and emotionlessly got into the car.

Sang Ran looked down at her steaming hot milk, her smile fading.

After getting in the car, she hurriedly explained, "I saw it suddenly started raining hard and was worried you didn’t bring an umbrella, so I asked the driver to come back and wait for you."

Gong Chen swept a glance at the driver.

The driver didn’t dare to look at him.

Gong Chen turned to look at Sang Ran drinking her milk and said indifferently, "Xiao Ran, the car tires are nearly dry; you didn’t even walk. Rest assured, whatever I owe you will be repaid. Don’t do this again."

Sang Ran’s face turned pale, and she spilled half of her milk.

She stammered in embarrassment, "Don’t, don’t talk about repayment, okay? I know what you mean, but I just didn’t want you to misunderstand, and you looked so pale just now, so..."

"Hmm."

Gong Chen looked at her pallor, realizing the rest was unnecessary to discuss.

He turned to the car window, fingers caressing his wedding ring, his expression unreadable.

Seeing this, Sang Ran raised her other hand to cover her own wedding ring.

Gong Chen went to the company, and as Sang Ran watched his retreating figure, she knew he would not return to the Gong Mansion that night.

...

Lin Zhiyi had not yet reached the parking lot when she saw Sang Li come to pick her up.

Sang Li folded his umbrella and naturally took hers, putting his arm around her.

Lin Zhiyi took a sip of her coffee and appeared to comment casually, "Is the old man seriously ill?"

Sang Li pressed his lips together and said, "Do you want the truth or a lie?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi looked at him skeptically.

Truth or lie?

Sang Li sighed slightly and said, "The old man is probably not sick."

"Not sick? Then why is he pretending to be ill?" Lin Zhiyi asked in surprise.

"What do you think?" Sang Li looked deeply at Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi paused, knowing the answer but not wanting to mention that person’s name.

After a few seconds of thought, Sang Li said indifferently, "From a boyfriend’s point of view, I don’t want to speak for him, but we both know he’s not an utterly reprehensible person; it’s just the pressure of his position. Today he caused the old man to lose face, naturally, the old man would want to reprimand him."

"The news of the old man being hospitalized doesn’t really affect you and your mother much; instead, it might provoke the Gong Family elders to pressure Third Young Master even more."

The downpour raged, pitter-pattering loudly on the umbrella.

Lin Zhiyi could no longer make out Sang Li’s words; she just clutched the coffee in her hand.

But the warmth from the paper cup couldn’t warm her icy palms. _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}