Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 401

Chapter 401: Chapter 401: The Fleeing Princess Nonsense

Inside the car.

Sang Li watched the silhouette of the departing car slowly disappear, letting out a faint sigh.

"I’m still one step too late."

His voice carried regret, but no anger.

True love, in the end, is wishing the best for the other person.

Zhou Zhao pursed his lips and asked, "Young Master, aren’t you going to fight for it?"

"Over three years have passed, and the way Zhiyi looks at him hasn’t changed. Do you think there’s any point in fighting for it? From our perspective, Zhiyi and Third Young Master shouldn’t be together, but from their perspective, what’s so wrong?"

"But..." Zhou Zhao muttered, "Miss Lin still can’t be with Third Young Master right now anyway."

Thinking deeper, Zhou Zhao couldn’t even fully decipher the tangled web of interests among the families.

Let alone Lin Zhiyi?

Aside from being beautiful, she’s just an ordinary person.

Even if she has a talent for design, she’s no genius, nor immensely wealthy, nor powerful.

Forget about manipulating those people in the inner circle.

Even maintaining a low profile and staying out of trouble seems like sheer luck for her.

Given her status, even if she managed to marry Gong Chen, there probably wouldn’t be many who would respect her openly.

Liu He is the perfect example.

Not to mention all the people who would secretly try to pull her down.

No matter how all-powerful Gong Chen may seem, even he has his vulnerabilities.

Even a small crack could easily bring fatal harm to Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi has the personality for competition but not for contention.

Sang Li thought about it for a moment and calmly said, "Notify Xiao Ran to find a time to get divorced. Our Sang Family can afford to support her; we’ve indulged her long enough."

Right now, Sang Li regretted most agreeing to help Sang Ran marry Gong Chen back then.

Zhou Zhao said anxiously, "Missy has changed now; she might not listen to you. She only listens to the old master and President Wen. Previously, you advised her to go abroad for experimental treatment, but she insisted on staying in the country to recuperate and have children. With her body, she can’t even handle having children, barely staying alive, uh... sorry, Young Master."

Sang Li rubbed his temples and sighed, "Try persuading her again. After all, she’s my sister. I don’t want her leaving in disgrace."

Zhou Zhao responded, then drove away.

Meanwhile, in the darkness, another car hadn’t budged.

The person inside gripped the steering wheel tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand, as if they might burst at any moment.

...

As soon as Lin Zhiyi got into the car, she reached out to untie the ropes behind Liao Yi, only to find that with a light tug, the ropes completely unraveled.

Liao Yi hadn’t been tied up at all.

Lin Zhiyi’s glare burned holes through Liao Yi. "Whose friend are you really?"

Liao Yi raised her hands in surrender. "Me, I was forced!"

Just then, Li Huan turned around from the front seat.

"Lin Zhiyi, Xingxing’s health isn’t suited for long journeys."

"How do you know?"

Lin Zhiyi blurted out, whipping her head toward Liao Yi.

Liao Yi clasped her ears, admitting fault: "I just didn’t want them chasing you too closely and scaring Xingxing. Last time Xingxing got sick, it took more than half a month for her to recover. I was genuinely afraid something might happen to her again. Didn’t Doctor Du also say Xingxing’s body can’t handle being on the move?"

Liao Yi’s ’betrayal’ of Lin Zhiyi might’ve stemmed from sheer fear.

But Liao Yi would never harm Xingxing.

After moving into the lodge, Liao Yi had spoiled Xingxing to an outrageous degree.

Lin Zhiyi gazed down at Xingxing in her arms and sighed helplessly.

On the way back.

Xingxing was a bit excited, wriggling around in Lin Zhiyi’s arms.

Lin Zhiyi visibly struggled to hold her properly.

"Let me." Gong Chen reached out his hands toward Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t want him and Xingxing to have too much interaction.

But Xingxing stared quietly at Gong Chen. As if worried Lin Zhiyi might get mad, her small hand clutched onto her clothing zipper.

Faced with the situation, the more Lin Zhiyi resisted, the more curious Xingxing became.

She gently clasped Xingxing’s hand, speaking softly, "Go ahead."