Lin Zhiyi suddenly turned indifferent, bypassing his body and heading straight for the main door.
As she pushed the door, Gong Chen stretched out his hand and forcefully closed it.
Suddenly, the man’s warm breath breathed over the back of her neck.
Before she could react, the man reached out and lifted her hand.
She struggled a few times but, failing to overpower his strength, she simply clenched her fists tightly.
The person behind her clearly sighed and placed medicine on top of her clenched fist.
"I asked Li Huan, this stomach medicine is quite mild."
Lin Zhiyi looked down at the medicine, breathed in lightly, her voice trembled amidst the heavy anger: "Why do you have to do this?"
She turned around forcibly, trying to push the person in front, but she couldn’t move him at all, he stood before her like a wall.
"Why do you have to treat me like this?"
Lin Zhiyi hit him with her fists, and when she hit hard, she could hear the muffled sounds.
Gong Chen did not dodge or flinch, letting her vent.
Eventually, Lin Zhiyi leaned against his chest, her head buried very low, sorrow accumulating in the depths of her eyes.
She inhaled and exhaled, swallowed and restrained herself repeatedly, and finally managed to maintain a muted tone as she spoke.
"Why did you name their child Xingxing? Why do you repeatedly dig into others’ wounds? Do you really enjoy rubbing salt into my wounds?"
"How did you know about Xingxing?"
Gong Chen harshly steadied Lin Zhiyi’s body, his lips pressed tightly together, his gaze as if to devour her like an abyss.
Her body weakened and wobbled a few times.
Indeed.
It was he who told Sang Ran about the name Xingxing.
His Xingxing could be the child of any woman.
Lin Zhiyi’s face turned pale unrecognizably, tears she had been holding back fell uncontrollably, and her tightly pursed lips were already bleeding.
She stared at Gong Chen: "You... really are heartless. I don’t want to see you again."
After saying that, she threw the medicine, turned around, and rushed into the house, forcefully closing the door.
Gong Chen came back to his senses, looking at the crushed medicine box on the ground, he bent down to pick it up and placed it by the door.
Then, in a voice so low only he could hear, he spoke heavily.
"Zhiyi, remember to take your medicine."
Inside the door.
Lin Zhiyi heard his words, stunned for a few seconds, then entered the house without turning her head back.
...
Su He Bay.
As Gong Chen entered the door, Sang Ran suddenly appeared, blocking the doorway.
"You’ve lost weight recently. I made some soup at home and came to bring you some."
"Come in."
Gong Chen opened the door wider, then turned and went inside.
Sang Ran, pleased, carried the insulated bucket and followed him in.
"This soup needs to be drunk while it’s hot; I’ll serve it for you."
As she spoke, she confidently walked into the kitchen to pour the soup.
Moments later, Gong Chen stood at the kitchen doorway with a glass of wine, watching her.
"How did you know about Xingxing?"
"What Xingxing?" Sang Ran paused while pouring the soup.
"Why did you deliberately bring it up in front of her?"
Gong Chen leaned lazily against the door sipping his wine, his eyes half-closed as he watched Sang Ran with a profound and inscrutable gaze, like a lurking beast within.
The soup spilled out, Sang Ran tightly gripped the insulated bucket, her head bowed.
"The name you cried out in your sleep on the plane, Xingxing, you also called her your daughter."
"Who else but me can bear you a child? Aren’t we husband and wife? Isn’t that our daughter’s name?"
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