Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 Uncle, Please

Chapter 97 -97 Uncle, Please

Lin Zhiyi was startled by Gong Chen’s actions.

But the more she struggled, the more his desire seemed to grow.

Eventually, the cheongsam slipped from her shoulder, and she tried to hug herself in a panic but was restrained by the man who held her wrists high over her head with one hand.

His other hand gently pinched her chin and kissed her, not too lightly, not too heavily.

It was a teasing feeling like scratching an itch through boots.

Lin Zhiyi couldn’t suppress the soft moan that slipped from her lips, even though till now, she kept biting her lip unwilling to let him invade her further.

Hearing her restrained voice only made him lose control even more, and as he gazed at her almost dripping with allure, he bit her lip.

She was stunned for a moment, then lost all ability to breathe.

Through the suit, he felt her tender skin; it was not enough, just not enough…

Lin Zhiyi struggled to breathe, utterly overwhelmed by his strength.

Gong Chen saw her frown and momentarily regained his senses.

“Do you still allow other men to approach you?”

“…” Lin Zhiyi glared at him in silence.

“It seems I haven’t made myself clear enough,” Gong Chen bowed his head.

“No. Is that okay now?” Lin Zhiyi gritted her teeth, her defiant eyes displaying no intention to back down.

She thought about not submitting.

Little did she know that such a gaze would most provoke a man’s desire to conquer.

Gong Chen’s expression tightened, and he held her head and kissed her again.

Footsteps halted outside the door, followed by voices in a hushed conversation.

“What’s that noise?” It was Xue Man’s husband.

“Stop teasing me. Husband, later you need to go to room 6, don’t mess around, you know? You must only think of me.” _{freewebnøvel.com}

“So you… won’t give me something sweet?”

“Understood.”

They nibbled on each other as they entered the room ‘6’ across the hall.

That voice… it was indeed Chen Huan!

Changing in the lounge, Lin Zhiyi had wondered how Shen Yan knew Xue Man’s husband.

Later, the information Liu He provided mentioned the jewelry exhibition.

This made Lin Zhiyi recall the most prominently displayed photo on a desk.

Chen Huan had said that exhibition was the one that changed her destiny.

That photo was odd; Chen Huan was at the very edge, most people, including Lin Zhiyi, thought she posed to showcase the jewelry behind her.

But upon careful recall, Lin Zhiyi remembered there was also a man’s figure in the background behind the glass case.

It was Xue Man’s husband.

Reviewing Shen Yan’s unusual behavior, everything wasn’t hard to guess.

Chen Huan, not daring to expose herself, needed an accomplice.

Shen Yan wouldn’t trust just anyone, so it had to be someone from within the company.

Earlier, when Lin Zhiyi was being troubled by Chen Huan, she deliberately didn’t explain, waiting for Xue Man’s husband.

If Xue Man’s husband was also involved, then today’s incident was not as simple as just getting rid of her.

Most likely they wanted to use her as Chen Huan’s scapegoat so Chen Huan could inveigle herself safely beside Xue Man.

Currently, Xue Man and her husband were divorcing, and their most profitable asset was this studio, and Chen Huan’s intentions were obvious.

Lin Zhiyi was deep in thought when suddenly her collarbone ached sharply.

The man bit down harder and rubbed his nose along her neck, “Not concentrating.”

Lin Zhiyi gasped, shifting her body, her eyes displaying a mournful look.

The man, observing her moisture-filled eyes, felt a tightness in his belly and almost didn’t give her a chance to speak before kissing her again.

In the chaos, she intermittently said, “They… will definitely come… to catch the cheaters, let me go…”

“Beg me,” Gong Chen pressed close to her, immovable.

Lin Zhiyi, knowing full well not to provoke a man inflamed with lust, turned her face away: “Please.”

He raised an eyebrow, his voice low and husky, with a hint of seduction, “That’s not right, say it again.”

“Please,” Lin Zhiyi said, irritated.