Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Chapter 7 Misunderstanding Her Again

She threw up on Gong Chen's brand-new suit, and he furrowed his eyebrows immediately.

At last, she was only vomiting acid, her body so weak that she leaned against the car.

Chen Jin quickly stepped forward, extending his hand and saying, "Third Young Master, let me help Miss Lin."

Gong Chen simply took off his jacket. "No need."

Disdainfully, he looked at Lin Zhiyi, yet still picked her up and carried her into the house.

Lin Zhiyi was directly taken by him into the bathroom, and as soon as she sat on the counter, he reached out to remove her clothes stained with vomit.

"No! No!"

Lin Zhiyi resisted, pushing him, but her weakened self was no match for him.

Gong Chen expressionlessly removed her clothes.

The marks from last night were blatantly exposed under the light.

Ashamed, Lin Zhiyi raised her arms to block the person in front of her, only to have her wrist grasped by him.

Gong Chen's palm was frighteningly hot.

Lin Zhiyi looked up and met his deepening gaze.

Gong Chen didn't give her a chance to resist and pressed apart her knees, drawing near her body.

She instinctively trembled, her whole body rejecting Gong Chen. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}

Gong Chen frowned, picked up a towel from the washbasin, and said half-heartedly, "I'm not interested in a woman who has just thrown up."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi was about to breathe a sigh of relief when her body went limp, collapsing directly into Gong Chen's arms.

Gong Chen looked down at her pale face, cold sweat covering her forehead, very weak.

"Still feeling nauseous?"

Lin Zhiyi nodded, lacking even the strength to speak.

Gong Chen said in a heavy voice, "You're really useless."

Lin Zhiyi couldn't respond, feeling dizzy and nauseous, her body also falling.

She didn't expect Gong Chen to treat her kindly.

But she was so tired, in so much discomfort.

Suddenly, Lin Zhiyi's cheek warmed as a warm towel wiped across her face, then her body.

It was warm and so comforting that she couldn't help but rub against it.

The towel paused.

A dangerous voice came from above her head, "I'll let you off today."

Immediately after, Lin Zhiyi felt lighter as Gong Chen carried her to the bed.

When she came back to her senses, Gong Chen had a bowl of porridge made by a servant in his hand.

His long fingers stirred the porridge, his handsome face half-lowered with an obscure expression, his movements seeming tender but dyed with a strong sense of invasion.

Lin Zhiyi knew very well that Gong Chen didn't truly care about her; she just wasn't allowed to die yet.

As she gathered some strength, a spoonful of white porridge was brought to her lips.

She pursed her lips and opened her mouth, but before she could eat, Gong Chen's phone rang.

It was Song Wanqiu.

Once the call connected, Song Wanqiu's crying could be heard.

"Third Young Master, save me. I don't know who has publicly claimed online that I was the woman who drugged you last night; they are saying I'm shameless, playing around... What should I do? I think I'm being followed, I'm so scared."

Listening to Song Wanqiu's words, Gong Chen's icy gaze fell on Lin Zhiyi.

A hint of harshness showed in his slightly furrowed brows, an intimidating presence emanating from his figure.

Yes.

He believed it was her doing.

"Wait for me."

Only with Song Wanqiu did Gong Chen slow down his tone.

But once he hung up the phone, facing Lin Zhiyi again, he reverted to the loftier Third Young Master.

Even the turning of a spinner ring carried mockery towards her.

The next moment, the scalding porridge bowl was forcefully stuffed into her palm, the pain striking straight to her heart.

He pressed down on the back of her hand, a coldness in his eyes.

"You'd better pray she's alright."

Lin Zhiyi watched Gong Chen's figure disappear.

Just like in her previous life, no matter the time or place, he could always rush to Song Wanqiu first.

The door gradually closed, but Lin Zhiyi's hand did not relax, as if only this pain could help her remember something.

Stay away from Gong Chen.

She no longer felt self-pity, picked up the bowl, and finished the porridge in one go.

Then she took a bath and lay down to sleep.

But even though it was very quiet around her and her body was tired, she found it difficult to sleep.

Time passed bit by bit until the early morning, and Gong Chen had not returned.