Chapter 114: Chapter 114

Chapter 114: Chapter 114 Shameless Chapter 114 -114 Shameless The rain pattered down relentlessly.

Gong Shiyan briskly entered the house, just as he encountered Lin Zhiyi.

“Uncle.”

“You’re here, why are you standing at the door? Come in and have a seat.”

“Uncle, just now, Mom and I saw you going to the ancestral hall. Was there something going on?” Lin Zhiyi asked cautiously.

Gong Shiyan looked at her and sighed softly, “Zhiyi, if you want to know, make a trip to Lao San. You’ll get your answers there.”

His gaze hinted at something.

Lin Zhiyi’s heartbeat quickened, her body slightly unstable, she reached out to grip the door frame, her fingertips almost embedding into the solid wood, yet she felt no pain.

After pondering for a few seconds, she shook her head.

“Never mind, it’s not necessary.”

No matter what happened in the ancestral hall or how convoluted the process was, at least her objective had been achieved.

This would cost Gong Chen quite a bit.

Gong Shiyan also noticed the recent changes in Lin Zhiyi, puzzled, he said, “Zhiyi, what’s wrong with you? Why are you so averse to Lao San? He’s really not as scary as you think.”

“Uncle, stop talking.”

Lin Zhiyi avoided his gaze and turned her body to the side.

Gong Shiyan, with a reluctant tone, said, “Lao San is no fool. Do you think he really doesn’t know why you suddenly appeared in the Gong Group?”

At this, Lin Zhiyi paused, her fingers turning white from the strain.

She admitted that everything went too smoothly yesterday, even Gong Chen’s attitude towards her was somewhat different.

Gong Chen asked her a lot of strange questions.

Such as whether she had come specifically to see him.

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At that moment, Liu He, carrying tea, gestured towards the umbrella stand by the door.

“The umbrella is there, don’t get caught in the rain again.”

“I didn’t say I was going,” Lin Zhiyi replied.

Liu He ignored her, handed the tea to Gong Shiyan, and pulled him inside.

“My daughter, I understand her, sorry.”

Gong Shiyan nodded, and stealthily glanced back, but Lin Zhiyi’s figure was no longer by the door.

...

Moments later, Lin Zhiyi, clutching the handle of an umbrella, stood outside Gong Chen’s courtyard.

She listened to the raindrops hitting the umbrella, the usually tranquil lake of her heart now rippled by the rain.

Her knuckles turned pale as she clenched and unclenched her hand, she lowered her gaze, then turned to leave.

She still didn’t know how to face Gong Chen.

“Miss Lin.” Chen Jin, holding a bag stained with bloodied gauze, emerged, presenting a shocking sight.

Lin Zhiyi stared at the bag, her breath catching.

Following her gaze to the bloody gauze at the mouth of the bag, Chen Jin asked indignantly, “Is this what Miss Lin wanted?”

Lin Zhiyi’s lips were tightly sealed, unsure of what to say.

Chen Jin, as Gong Chen’s assistant, knew very well what to say and what not to.

Yet this time, he couldn’t contain his emotions and quickly blocked Lin Zhiyi’s path.

“Third Young Master has been helping you secretly so much, why would you betray him?”

“Help me? Help Song Wanqiu deal with me? Forcing me to compromise to his fiancée time after time! What did I do wrong? Or am I just a necessary step in their love?” Lin Zhiyi retorted.

“It’s because...”

“Chen Jin.” A cold voice came from the second floor.

Lin Zhiyi shifted her umbrella, looking up as rain slipped into her eyes, instantly blurring the figure of the man by the upstairs window.

He stood shirtless, his perfect physique drained of color, his arms slightly spread on the windowsill, the light from his cigarette flickering.

Although high above, he seemed as though he might vanish the next second.

He raised his hand to draw on his cigarette, the smoke puffing from his lips like a mask, hiding his expression.

In a tranquil gaze, Lin Zhiyi’s heart felt empty for a moment, her fingers curling as she forced herself to stay calm.

Gong Chen lowered his eyelids, flicking the cigarette into the ashtray: “Let her go.”

Lin Zhiyi withdrew her gaze, looking at the droplets falling on the green plants, said coldly, “Little uncle, thank you for all your help, I won’t be needing it anymore.”

As she spoke, Gong Chen’s action of flicking the cigarette paused, his dark eyes staring at the departing figure below.

Until the ringtone from the mobile phone on the soft couch brought back his thoughts.

President Yu.

“Not dead yet?”

“Can’t die.” Gong Chen responded coldly.

“You really have a way with foresight, indeed someone couldn’t restrain themselves, now your little niece must be heartbroken, right?”

President Yu filed her nails, her voice full of teasing.

Gong Chen pressed his fingers against his forehead, “She just made it clear to stay away from me.”

“Hahaha... Why don’t you just give in to sister? I’ll take good care of you,” President Yu laughed loudly.

“Can’t afford it.”

“Cut!” President Yu chuckled, “You’d like to but she’s already run off! Serves you right for being so hard-mouthed!”

“She can’t run.”

“I’d applaud at hearing that. As the great Third Young Master, aren’t you about to stoop to chasing her? Better share some of that thick skin with your lips.”

“Keep a close watch, hanging up.”

After ending the call, Gong Chen took a couple of sips of tea, then stood up and walked to the liquor cabinet, choosing the strongest smelling bottle of alcohol.

...

Lin Zhiyi returned to Liu He’s, where the couple, snuggled up eating fruit, awkwardly distanced themselves upon seeing her.

Gong Shiyan quickly asked, “How is Lao San?”

Lin Zhiyi slung her bag over her shoulder, “He won’t die!”

Liu He leaned in, gripping her hand, “He won’t die? It’s that serious, won’t you stay? Where are you going?”

“Mom, did you forget? I can’t stay overnight at the Gong Mansion. I’m heading back.” Lin Zhiyi turned to leave.

Liu He still wanted to persuade her, but Gong Shiyan interrupted.

“Zhiyi, be careful on your way home, send a message to your mom when you get there.”

“I know.”

Lin Zhiyi took advantage of the lingering daylight to leave the Gong Mansion.

Once back at her apartment, she collapsed onto the sofa, her eyes listlessly staring at the ceiling.

Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight Her mind was a mess.

The incident with Gong Yan told her that she might not even be able to fully trust her own past life’s memories.

Without any family background, no golden finger, even the experiences she had could be illusions, leaving her uncertain about the road ahead.

And why was Gong Chen secretly helping her?

Lin Zhiyi pinched the corners of her eyes, thinking about closing them for a rest, when the doorbell rang.

It must be the takeout she ordered on her way home.

She rose to open the door, a surprising figure blocked the doorway.

Upon recognizing the man’s face, Lin Zhiyi immediately shut the door.

But the man swiftly placed his hand against the door, saying sternly, “Open up.”

Lin Zhiyi gritted her teeth, “Little uncle, I think we’ve made ourselves clear! From now on, we walk our own paths, without any involvement!”

He lifted his gaze to hers, turmoil brewing in his eyes, “Really?”

As he spoke, he increased the force on the door.

Lin Zhiyi had to push harder against it.

Who would have thought, with just one push, the nearly six-foot-tall man “faintly’ crashed against the wall.

Gong Chen grunted, touched his back, then extended his blood-stained hand towards Lin Zhiyi.

“The wound has reopened, you’re responsible, Lin Zhiyi.”

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