Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Chapter 69: Forcing Her to Apologize

Chapter 69 -69: Forcing Her to Apologize

Hospital.

After Lin Zhiyi finished her IV, her fever had completely subsided, and although she felt weak, her spirits were good.

“Really not staying in the hospital? Drinking so much, falling into the water, running a fever—it would be normal to stay for observation,” Li Huan said as he wrote in her medical record while trying to persuade her.

Lin Zhiyi ignored him, flung off the blankets, and attempted to get out of bed.

Every time she saw Li Huan, her feelings were complicated.

She had privately asked the nurses about him; Li Huan was a doctor with good reputation and skill, even his patients couldn’t stop praising him.

It was impossible for him to have conducted a child’s kidney transplant surgery on his own.

But she didn’t exclude the possibility that he could have acted out of personal bias due to his friendship with Gong Chen.

All in all, the root cause was Gong Chen.

Seeing that Lin Zhiyi had made up her mind, Li Huan sighed softly, his gaze inadvertently falling on the sweater she was wearing, and he couldn’t help but look shocked.

That sweater wasn’t Gong Chen’s…

Lin Zhiyi, oblivious to Li Huan’s expression, slung her bag over her shoulder and headed for the door.

Before she could leave, a figure blocked her path.

A man’s hand, adorned with a red jadeite ring, rested against the doorframe, his deep, dark eyes emitting a dangerous aura.

He looked down at her, his voice emotionless, “Come back in.”

Lin Zhiyi looked back at him and reached up to tug on his arm.

Normally, she wasn’t a match for him, let alone now, having just recovered from a fever. She left several imprints on his arm, but that didn’t budge him at all.

She gasped for breath, then simply went back to sit on the bed, and said gloomily, “Uncle, what are you really trying to do?”

Gong Chen moved aside, revealing the delicate figure behind him.

Song Wanqiu.

Her face looked even more swollen than before, even the skin beneath was tinged with blood, and paired with her watery eyes, she looked extremely aggrieved.

Upon seeing Lin Zhiyi, she deliberately hid behind Gong Chen as if Lin Zhiyi were some kind of fearsome beast.

Clinging to Gong Chen’s clothing, she peeked out and sobbed, “Zhiyi, I don’t know why the news of you hitting me got online, I’ve been explaining, but the netizens won’t listen.”

Explaining? But her tone was clearly triumphant; she had a large fanbase to defend her, unlike Lin Zhiyi who was alone.

“I’m not worried about my own reputation; I just fear dragging Third Young Master and the Gong Family into this,” Song Wanqiu looked up at Gong Chen, a worried expression on her face, “Third Young Master, don’t blame Zhiyi. If it comes down to it, I will bow my head and admit my mistakes to the old man.”

Mentioning the old man, Gong Chen’s thin lips tightened as he handed Lin Zhiyi a document.

“Post this from your account.”

There was no negotiation, just an instruction.

Lin Zhiyi opened the document, the words “apology statement” draining the color from her face.

She threw the document onto the floor, furious, “Why should I apologize? If anyone should apologize, it should be Song Wanqiu to me! I absolutely will not issue any apology statement.”

“Zhiyi,” Song Wanqiu cried, pleadings, “It’s all my fault! At Yi Garden, I shouldn’t have disturbed your affairs, I deserve to be punished, I will go clear things up with the old man right now!”

Gong Chen’s brow furrowed slightly as he reached out to hold Song Wanqiu.

His downward gaze lingered on Lin Zhiyi’s face, chillingly cold.

“Wanqiu didn’t hit you, and you know it.”

“What about the things she did then?” Lin Zhiyi retorted.

“What about the evidence?”

“…”

The conversation fell into a vicious cycle.

The evidence had long been deleted by Gong Chen, which enabled him to unscrupulously force her to issue an apology statement.

At that moment, Song Wanqiu hid behind Gong Chen, her eyes like those of a venomous snake, glinting with triumph.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyi laughed coldly, unable to help clapping for Gong Chen, her clapping and laughter echoing in the stark hospital room.

Laughing as she did, tears welled up in her eyes, and she forcefully swallowed down the feelings of helplessness and weakness.

“Uncle, you really go to great lengths to clear Song Wanqiu’s name!”

“But I am not as you wish! Even if I die, I will drag Song Wanqiu to hell with me!”