Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 402

Chapter 402: Chapter 402 Get Out

When the light restored in front of her, Lin Zhiyi was already standing inside the spacious suite.

Chen Jin placed the luggage at the entryway.

Then he stepped back, joining Liao Yi and Li Huan.

The three of them said in unison, "Good night."

The door slammed shut with a thud, and they all ran away.

Lin Zhiyi wanted to run away too, but Xingxing shifted slightly.

"Mom, I’m thirsty."

Lin Zhiyi suddenly remembered she had forgotten to bring Xingxing’s small water bottle.

Gong Chen walked to the minibar, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, and handed it to Lin Zhiyi: "This will do for now. I’ll have Chen Jin send up a temperature-controlled baby bottle later."

Lin Zhiyi froze for a moment. How did he even know about this?

Hadn’t Li Huan said he’d had a vasectomy?

He shouldn’t be paying attention to these kinds of things.

Thinking this, she crouched down and helped Xingxing drink water, unconsciously glancing in a certain direction.

Gong Chen raised his brow: "Want to confirm something?"

Lin Zhiyi’s cheeks burned, and she quickly lowered her head. In just a few seconds, even her neck turned red.

Seeing her embarrassment, Gong Chen didn’t press further.

"The suite has two bedrooms. You two can sleep in the master bedroom."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi gave up on resisting.

It was too late now. Xingxing couldn’t handle being restless, and she couldn’t return to the inn either.

Might as well stay here.

Besides, there was something she wanted to clarify with Gong Chen.

Forty minutes later, Chen Jin delivered a set of baby products. They were imported brands, none of which Lin Zhiyi had used before.

She was about to look for a Chinese instruction manual when Gong Chen took the items out of her hands.

"This one’s for washing hair and body; this one’s for her face. This one’s for her body. I also had Chen Jin buy some baby oil; Xingxing’s elbows seem a little dry, probably because of the change in seasons."

"..."

He said everything already. What could she even say?

Suspicious, Lin Zhiyi glanced at Gong Chen, who had turned to wash the temperature-controlled bottle.

After finishing, he adjusted the water temperature for mixing formula, even knowing the precise, standardized temperature.

Lin Zhiyi stood to the side, feeling somewhat unnecessary.

"Did you... secretly have a child?"

"Yes, I just found out. What do you think?" Gong Chen turned and looked at Lin Zhiyi.

Only then did Lin Zhiyi realize he’d actually learned all of this.

For Xingxing?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyi wasn’t sure how to react.

This was the life she had once dreamed of in a past life—a husband who cared for the family and loved their child, and a sweet, sensible child.

But now, everything was twisted.

She wasn’t Gong Chen’s wife, and he could, at most, only be Xingxing’s biological father.

In an instant, her mind became a tangled mess of contradictions.

Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and solemnly looked at Gong Chen: "Don’t be so good to her. You can’t give her anything. Doing this will only fill her with hope before plunging her into despair. Do you have any idea how much that would hurt her?"

Gong Chen spread his arms, leaning on the table, his gaze lowered to conceal his still eyes.

"Like you? Are you despairing because of me?"

Lin Zhiyi turned her head away, silently affirming his words.

The next moment, the tall figure of the man appeared in front of her. She didn’t have time to react; he raised his hand, close to her face.

But just as he was about to touch her skin, he stopped.

Staring intently at her, he spoke softly: "Xingxing looks tired. Go give her a bath and let her sleep."

Lin Zhiyi followed his gaze and saw Xingxing sprawled on the sofa. She nodded briefly: "Okay."

She walked forward, picked up the child, and entered the bedroom.

As she shut the door, she saw the man dressed entirely in black bowed over, studying the formula powder.

She pinched her lips and turned away, stopping herself from overthinking.

Gong Chen was about to mix the formula but realized he didn’t know exactly how much milk Xingxing needed at her age.

He walked over to the bedroom door, intending to ask, and heard the mother and daughter singing from inside the bathroom.

"Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are..." _{ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm}