Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 347

Chapter 347: Chapter 347 How Long Are You Going to Drag Gong Chen Down?

When the gun was pointed at Lin Zhiyi once again, she immediately stood up and retreated a few steps backward.

She pleaded, "Miss Ren, don’t do this, you don’t need to ruin yourself for someone else."

Ren Xiya, holding the gun, approached Lin Zhiyi, a hint of redness slowly crawling into her eyes.

"Of course you can say that! You have Third Young Master to block everything for you, and Mr. Sang to comfort you. I only have my mom, and if she had been terrible to me from the start, I could give her up, but she truly protected me with sincerity."

Lin Zhiyi actually understood Ren Xiya’s emotions. In impenetrable predicaments, the closer the person, the more they are a lifeline.

How could she persuade Ren Xiya to give up?

The next second, Ren Xiya’s gun was pressed against Lin Zhiyi’s forehead.

Lin Zhiyi gasped and remained motionless, watching the person in front of her.

Ren Xiya said lightly, "Let me tell you one more thing. He didn’t tell you about my identity to protect me, but because he didn’t want you to be involved anymore."

"Saying all this is also to repay him for helping me without holding grudges, and thank you for shielding me the last time you treated me to dessert. All my life, nobody has ever shielded me like that."

Lin Zhiyi was stunned.

Whilst extremely scared, she felt it was unfair for Ren Xiya.

In her confusion, she seemed to see a man’s figure slowly approaching.

Only when his face became clearer, did she realize.

He really came.

Gong Chen.

Lin Zhiyi’s initially panicked heart gradually calmed down, yet in an instant, it was tumultuous and beyond control.

Gong Chen, seizing the moment when Ren Xiya was emotionally unstable, raised the dagger in his hand and twisted it around her wrist, blood dripping down.

Ren Xiya’s hand trembled, and the gun fell to the ground, and she was pushed onto the sofa.

Gong Chen pulled Lin Zhiyi and ran outside.

He didn’t want to put Ren Xiya in a deadly situation.

But under Mr. Gong’s control, Ren Xiya had already lost her sanity; regardless of her bleeding wrist, she crawled and scrambled to pick up the gun from the ground and fired recklessly at Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi, out of the corner of her eye, just took a glance and extended her hand to push Gong Chen, but he pulled her into his arms.

Bang!

Lin Zhiyi’s body trembled, and the man held her even tighter.

But as she regained her senses, he let her go.

"You go out first."

The man’s heavy breathing fell on Lin Zhiyi’s ears, and even though he lowered his tone, she sensed something was off.

She immediately turned around and saw Gong Chen kneeling on the ground, his body against a concealing cabinet door, one hand covering his waist, blood dripping onto the cartoon rug through his fingers.

The smiling cartoon instantly became stained with blood red and turned menacing.

Yet he said expressionlessly, "It’s just a scratch. You go out and wait."

Lin Zhiyi clenched her fists, really wanted to just leave like this.

But tears still fiercely fell down one after another, and she grabbed his arm to help him out.

Gong Chen pushed her away, his voice cold, "I said it’s nothing. She is emotionally unstable now, I’ll cover you as you go out."

Lin Zhiyi tightly clutched his arm, each word deliberate, "You can’t even lie."

His dark eyes slightly knitted, and he summoned a pale, weak smile.

Lin Zhiyi heard approaching footsteps and pulled out from the cabinet the grocery folding cart Sister Zhou had left at her place.

Gong Chen immediately raised his hand signaling her not to rush, then silently counted down with his fingers.

When he counted to one, Lin Zhiyi swung the cart against the back of the cabinet door.

The already injured Ren Xiya had no defense and was struck squarely, falling to the ground.

Lin Zhiyi quickly helped Gong Chen to run out and slammed the door shut.

After entering the elevator, Lin Zhiyi finally dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

She turned to check Gong Chen’s injuries, meeting his watching gaze.

Under the white light, his complexion was pale as cold jade, with strands of hair hanging over his forehead, appearing lonely and fragile.

He raised his hand towards Lin Zhiyi’s cheek, but before touching her, his hand seemed to lose strength and heavily fell.

His whole body then collapsed onto Lin Zhiyi’s shoulder.