Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64: Chapter 64 Haven’t been burned enough?

Chapter 64 -64 Haven’t been burned enough?

Wanqiu’s private malice, Zhiyi had experienced it in her past life.

She switched between two faces with ease, and her act was watertight.

In her past life, Zhiyi would try to explain things every which way, but now she realized that there was no need to go through so much trouble to deal with Wanqiu.

Going mad would suffice.

Zhiyi put down her phone and grabbed the scalding coffee pot, turning around abruptly.

“Is your mouth so foul because it hasn’t been scalded enough?”

“Miss Song, would you like to taste what it’s like to be tormented by a madman here?”

“I’ve lost a job, but you’re losing your own face, as well as that of the Song Family and Third Young Master—can you afford that?”

Sure enough, as soon as she saw the coffee pot, Wanqiu’s facial muscles twitched instinctively, her foundation almost shaking off.

She immediately stepped back two paces, her eyes showing ruthless intent, “Lin Zhiyi, don’t get too smug, do you think you’ve won?”

“In the end, Third Young Master is still thinking of me, and he destroyed all the evidence in your hands, didn’t he?”

“He loves me, that’s why he did it. For you… it was just for fun because it was handed to him on a silver platter.”

Upon hearing this, Zhiyi clenched her teeth and swallowed back the bitterness and hatred rising in her throat.

Yes.

Wanqiu was right on the money.

But Zhiyi couldn’t care less whether Gong Chen loved her or not!

Zhiyi cracked a slow smile, her fingers on the handle of the pot moving slightly, “Revealing your hand so soon, that’s not like you. Could it be that you’re scared of me? Don’t worry, I’m more eager than anyone for you to become my auntie, how much fun would that be?”

“You!” Wanqiu’s face, stripped of all pretense, glared venomously at her, “Lin Zhiyi, you better not mess around, or I will make sure Third Young Master ruins you.”

Zhiyi advanced towards her, step by step, with the coffee pot in hand, then lifted it amidst their standoff.

Wanqiu was tough, she didn’t move, betting that Zhiyi wouldn’t dare make a move.

But her eyes still betrayed her fear.

Who could be crazier than a madman with proof?

For Zhiyi, that was enough.

In the instant the coffee was seemingly about to pour, Wanqiu’s breath halted, and Zhiyi, smiling, shifted the direction of the pot, pouring a cup of coffee into her glass instead.

“Wanqiu, I’ll return the favor with these words for you, you wouldn’t want to be thrown out of the front door of the Gong Family’s house next time, would you?”

“Anything else? If not, I have coffee to make for others.”

Zhiyi waved her hand dismissively.

Wanqiu left with her chest heaving, gritting her teeth in anger.

She had never lost before!

And she certainly wouldn’t lose to Zhiyi!

…

As Zhiyi came out with the coffee, Wanqiu slowly stood up.

“Today being our first meeting, why don’t I treat everyone tonight? Let’s gather and get to know each other.”

The crowd cheered.

Someone asked, “Miss Song, will Third Young Master accompany you?”

Wanqiu raised her eyes to Zhiyi and smiled smugly, “Of course, in fact, it was his idea to invite everyone for dinner.”

“Third Young Master’s choice of restaurant must not be cheap, right? Where is it?”

“You’ll see when we get there.”

Wanqiu sold a tease.

After a day’s work, Bella had to go meet up with the traveling Xue Man and left first.

Finally, Wanqiu led everyone to the restaurant.

Yi Garden.

One of Gong Chen’s most profitable restaurants.

Yi originates from his mother’s name; the whole restaurant was designed like a Jiangnan ink painting, filled with the beauty of Yi Jing everywhere.

Only the rich or noble were customers here.

As everyone stepped out of the car, they were awed by the majestic signboard overhead.

Those in the know exclaimed, “We’re truly lucky thanks to Miss Song for dining at such an upscale restaurant.”

A person nudged a neighbor, “What Miss Song? That’s going to be the future lady of the house.”

Wanqiu covered her lips, feigning shyness, “Don’t talk nonsense, it’s not official yet.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a waiter hurriedly came out and took Wanqiu’s bag.

“Miss Song, the usual?”

With just this short sentence, it was clear that Wanqiu was not just a regular, but received special treatment here.

With a lift of the corner of her eye, Wanqiu glanced lightly at Zhiyi, standing on the edge, and spoke again with a few more shades of the hostess’s ease and grace.

“Today, I’m the one treating. Remind the chef to keep a close watch on the dishes for me.”

“Yes, we’ve prepared the private rooms for you, please.”