Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Just Throw It Away

Chapter 84 -84: Just Throw It Away

When it came to searching the rooms, President Yu specifically glanced at Song Wanqiu.

“Miss Song, you don’t mind, do you?”

Hearing this, Song Wanqiu’s expression momentarily flashed with unease.

“President Yu, since the misunderstanding has been resolved, I think we should let it go; otherwise, it’s just a waste of your and Third Young Master’s time.”

President Yu covered his mouth and chuckled lightly, “Miss Song is so considerate, how can we say it’s a waste of time? What are you all waiting for, go and search Miss Song’s room.”

“Yes.”

The butler was about to leave with others but was swiftly blocked by Song Wanqiu.

“President Yu, after all, it is the bedroom of Third Young Master and me, isn’t it a bit inappropriate?” she reminded.

“Miss Song, then you’re being too double-standard. Miss Lin, a single woman, was sleeping and you barged in with so many men, and she said nothing; what are you afraid of? Could it be that you have hidden something?” President Yu implied.

“No! No!”

Song Wanqiu shook her head vigorously, her face growing increasingly ugly.

She had not hidden anything, but her room was too clean, showing no traces of both a man and a woman ever having stayed there.

If others found out that Gong Chen hadn’t actually slept with her last night,

where would she put her face?

But President Yu didn’t give her a chance to resist and he gave the butler a look.

The butler pushed past Song Wanqiu into the next room, with others following.

Lin Zhiyi did not want to go and remained seated.

Yesterday, as soon as Song Wanqiu and Gong Chen entered the room, they were quick to action, bumping against the walls with thuds. _{freeweɓnøvel.com}

It was imaginable how intense the encounter was.

But Chen Huan dragged her outside, “Why are you still sitting? Hurry up.”

Reluctantly, Lin Zhiyi was pulled next door, where she whispered to Chen Huan, “You better not look, you’ll get an eye affliction.”

“Ah.” Sure enough, Chen Huan let out in a low voice.

Told her not to look.

Chen Huan whispered, “Isn’t this room too clean and tidy? I thought Third Young Master and Song Wanqiu would…”

Hmm?

Lin Zhiyi lifted her eyes skeptically and noticed the room was suspiciously clean.

Song Wanqiu’s coat was neatly hanging in the closet, the bedding showed some traces on one side, but minimal creases elsewhere.

She glanced at the bathroom subconsciously, the double portion of towels, one used and the other folded as neat as a block of tofu.

Lin Zhiyi was observing when she suddenly felt a gaze on her and looked up to find herself meeting Gong Chen’s eyes.

His half-closed ink-dark eyes were deep and intense, scanning her and then the tofu-like folded towel.

Lin Zhiyi immediately felt an itch in her scalp, realizing Gong Chen had caught on to what she was thinking.

At that moment, the blanket on the bed was lifted and Song Wanqiu’s phone fell to the ground, followed by low panting and sounds of body collisions.

This isn’t…

Lin Zhiyi looked around the room in shock as Song Wanqiu, without an ounce of grace, picked up the phone and hurriedly turned it off.

President Yu snorted with laughter, “No wonder Miss Song didn’t want us to come in, turns out it was loneliness in the deep night, all excepting my detailed chat with Third Young Master its fault for keeping us up all night, but Miss Song, don’t be embarrassed, we’re all adults, liking what we see and hear doesn’t matter.”

As he finished, the surrounding gaze overwhelmed Song Wanqiu, her face an iron shade, biting her lip hard.

President Yu lightly waved his hand, “Alright, let’s check the other two.”

The rooms of Chen Huan and Shen Yan were merely glanced at.

Obviously, President Yu just couldn’t stand Song Wanqiu.

After checking the rooms, she casually mentioned, “Breakfast is being prepared, I’ll be waiting for everyone in the dining room in half an hour.”

“Third Young Master, there are some work matters, let’s chat some more.”

Gong Chen nodded, leaving ahead with President Yu.

Once everyone dispersed, Lin Zhiyi turned to go back to her room but was grabbed by Song Wanqiu.

“Did you plan this? Otherwise, how could President Yu possibly know?”

“What did he know?” Lin Zhiyi scanned the tightly gripped phone, “Know how impatient you were?”

Song Wanqiu clung to her pride, emphasizing in a low voice, “Third Young Master and I were extremely harmonious yesterday, he hadn’t even gotten on the bed before he took me, the sounds on the phone are just for spicing things up, unlike you, who needs to drug someone to climb into their bed.”

Lin Zhiyi scoffed, “Then you should prepare some more nourishing soup for your younger uncle.”

“You…”

Lin Zhiyi couldn’t be bothered with her, pulling away from her grasp into the room.