Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 384

Chapter 384: Chapter 384: Aggressive and Domineering

On the day Sang Ran was discharged, Lin Zhiyi went to the apartment to tidy it up one last time.

After covering everything with dust cloths, she glanced around, feeling that something of Sang Ran’s presence seemed to linger here.

"Zhiyi, ready yet? The elevator’s here," Sang Li asked, standing by the elevator.

"Coming."

Lin Zhiyi locked the door and turned to slip a gift into Sister Zhou’s slightly reddened hands.

"The perfume you like."

Sister Zhou held the perfume without looking at it, instead clutching Lin Zhiyi’s hand reluctantly. "Now that you’re leaving, who am I supposed to gossip with in the future?"

"We’ll keep in touch on WeChat. It’s not like I’m disappearing," Lin Zhiyi responded with a smile.

"I’ll definitely bother you nonstop then."

"Alright, I’ll be waiting."

Lin Zhiyi hugged Sister Zhou before following Sang Li away.

They stepped into the elevator.

Looking at the time, Sang Li asked, "Xiao Ran is being discharged today. Want to stop by and say hello together?"

"Sure."

Lin Zhiyi thought, perhaps seeing her and Sang Li together and happy would reassure Sang Ran.

When they got to the hospital, Gong Chen was just wheeling Sang Ran out.

When the man’s gaze landed on her, Lin Zhiyi’s heart skipped a beat. She felt flustered and clutched her bag tightly.

Sang Li reached out to take her hand and gave Gong Chen a slight nod. "Third Young Master, thank you for taking such good care of Xiao Ran."

"Hmm."

Gong Chen’s voice sounded hoarse; after speaking, he coughed twice, as though unwell.

Lin Zhiyi froze for a moment, fighting the urge to lift her head, and instead lowered her gaze to Sang Ran.

"Xiao Ran, are you okay?"

"I’m fine, thanks to Third Young Master’s meticulous care." Sang Ran held Gong Chen’s hand, raising her eyes to look deeply at him.

Their intimacy was unmistakable—almost like a loving couple.

Lin Zhiyi managed a polite smile in response.

Sang Ran continued, "Third Young Master, didn’t Doctor Li say you should go pick something up? You go ahead, we’ll head downstairs first."

"Hmm."

Gong Chen strode coldly past Lin Zhiyi.

The strong smell of cigarettes and even a hint of alcohol wafted through the air.

Lin Zhiyi bit her lip but suddenly noticed Sang Ran staring right at her.

Sang Ran smiled faintly. "Brother, I dropped my hair clip. Can you go back to the room and look for it?"

Sang Li sighed helplessly. "There you go losing things again. Wait here, I’ll go look."

As soon as he left, Sang Ran tilted her head and said, "Zhiyi, could you push me around for a bit?"

"Sure."

Lin Zhiyi moved behind the wheelchair to push Sang Ran forward.

But for some reason, the wheelchair seemed unusually heavy, refusing to budge even a little. Lin Zhiyi exerted considerable effort, but it didn’t move an inch.

Sang Ran apologized, "Maybe it’s the wheelchair being unused for too long. Try using a bit more strength."

"I’ll give it another go."

Lin Zhiyi tried harder this time.

Suddenly, the wheelchair sprang forward, crashing ahead while Lin Zhiyi fell to the ground.

The thought of her pregnancy flashed through her mind. She instantly adjusted her fall, landing protectively with her hands shielding her abdomen.

Sang Ran turned her wheelchair around and stared at Lin Zhiyi. "Zhiyi, did you hurt your stomach? Why are you holding onto it like that?"

Lin Zhiyi was startled. She quickly lowered her hands. "No, my stomach has just been acting up recently."

"Oh, I see. Can you get up?"

"Yes."

Under Sang Ran’s watchful gaze, Lin Zhiyi stood up, feeling an inexplicable unease about her expression.

But when she looked closer, Sang Ran’s smile remained unbroken—there was no visible change.

Moments later, Sang Li emerged from the hospital room with the hair clip in hand.

"Found it. What happened to you two?"

"Nothing really. Just the wheelchair’s brakes being slightly broken—it caused Zhiyi to fall." Sang Ran apologized.

"What?" Sang Li immediately grew tense and walked to Lin Zhiyi’s side. "Are you okay?"

"What’s going on?" His hoarse voice still carried authority. _{freёwebnoѵel.com}