Chapter 117: Chapter 117 You Are All Using Me!
Chapter 117 -117 You Are All Using Me!
Lin Zhiyi was stunned, but reason pulled her swiftly back to reality.
She and Gong Chen?
Impossible!
There were no children between them now, no forced marriage, nothing.
Only hatred.
The most crucial thing was... Song Wanqiu hadnât run away while pregnant.
Lin Zhiyiâs body grew cold, as if she had been yanked from the scorching heat of summer into the deep freeze of winter, every pore trembling.
She pursed her lips, âUncle, save those words for your woman.â
âIâll bandage your wound for you, take some time to see your woman more often.â
To see the last of your beloved Sichen.
Maybe she had become cold-blooded.
When she learned Song Wanqiu wanted to abort the child, besides a bit of surprise, she felt no pity at all, nor did she ever consider informing Gong Chen.
It would be pointless if he stopped it.
That demonic child deserved to be nothing but a puddle of blood washed down the drain.
He was bad, learning from Song Wanqiu, always tormenting Xingxing by pretending to be unwell.
Once he even shot a slingshot at Xingxingâs eyes, luckily Xingxing ducked just in time.
Afterward, he laughed, âThe TV shows say this can blow someoneâs eyeballs out, Iâve never seen it, just wanted to try. Too bad you dodged, really no fun.â
Lin Zhiyi, protecting the shaken Xingxing, rebuked him.
He then deliberately ran into a tree, sprawling on the ground and crying loudly, drawing everyoneâs attention.
âIf Aunt Lin doesnât like me, mom and I will leave, please donât hit me, okay? This slingshot is all I have, I donât want to give it to Xingxing to play with, Iâve already given up dad for Xingxing, what more do you want?â
Everyone blamed Lin Zhiyi and Xingxing, and since Xingxing couldnât cry from shock, she became the oppressor.
So why give birth to such a devil?
After Lin Zhiyi told Gong Chen to go to his woman, dark depths swirled within his profound eyes, unfathomably like whirlpools.
He stared at her and said softly, âYouâre right.â
Lin Zhiyi choked back a response, silently applying the healing tape to her wound.
Gong Chen frowned, âPress a little harder, or the wound will split again.â
â...â To hell with the pain.
âLin Zhiyi, if I die, donât think youâll live either,â he said.
Lin Zhiyi was taken aback, looking down at her chest. No words there.
Seeing this, Gong Chen lowered his gaze, masking the emotion in his eyes.
He spotted a pot of hot water on the table, opened the lid, added some tea leaves, and immediately the room was filled with comforting fragrances.
After a quick steep, he poured Lin Zhiyi a cup of tea.
âDrink up, being in the rain is unpleasant.â
Lin Zhiyi took the cup, slightly stunned, nothing could escape him.
It seemed Gong Shiyan was right, she had sneaked into Gong Group to look at project files, and Gong Chen probably guessed it ages ago.
So why didnât he stop her?
Lin Zhiyi sipped the tea. It was her favorite, and Gong Chen had brewed it perfectly, warming her entire body.
She glanced cautiously at Gong Chen and asked softly, âUncle, that older brother...â
Gong Chen slowly twirled the red jadeite ring, his gaze frosty, âIâd give the cooperation to him if he could handle it, but can he?â
After hearing this, Lin Zhiyiâs face grew even paler, her hand trembling as it held the cup.
âYou knew everything! So you let me pass the messages! You used me to go against my brother!â
Gong Chen did not respond, which was as good as an admission.
Lin Zhiyi stood up abruptly, the cup in her hand smashing to the ground, the shards cutting her calf, but she felt no pain.
âYouâre all using me! Watching me get close, please you, struggle, do you find it funny? How are you any different from my brother?â
In their struggles, she was less than an ant.
âNo...â
Gong Chen had just begun to speak when his phoneâs ringtone cut him off.
Taking out the phone, the screen flashed with Song Wanqiuâs name.
He stood up, phone in hand and went to the balcony, his back to Lin Zhiyi, concealing his expression.
Just moments ago, a man who couldnât help himself now seemed utterly cold.
Yet he spoke to Song Wanqiu in such a gentle tone, âMm, Iâm here.â
After hanging up, Gong Chen got dressed, left without a glance or explanation to Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi had anticipated this and remained expressionless, sitting quietly, still holding the packaging of the healing tape.
She knew Gong Chenâs heart belonged only to Song Wanqiu.
Lin Zhiyi sat numbly for a long time until the doorbell rang again.
She opened the door to find the delivery guy.
âMiss, sorry for the delay,â he said.
âItâs alright,â Lin Zhiyi replied with a smile.
But the delivery guy got a fright, âMiss, if youâre not in a good mood, you donât have to smile. Oh, and your leg is bleeding.â
Lin Zhiyi, holding the delivery, looked down and saw a streak of blood on her calf.
Even a stranger saw itâhad Gong Chen not seen it?
He simply chose to ignore it.
...
The next day.
As soon as Lin Zhiyi entered the studio, she saw Song Wanqiu surrounded by colleagues.
Sheâs already had the abortion?
Full makeup, lips painted brighter than usual, but even that couldnât outshine the rainbow candy-like necklace around her neck.
She specifically wore a wide-necked shirt, wanting everyone to see Gong Chenâs love for her.
Noticing Lin Zhiyiâs gaze, Song Wanqiu raised her long neck.
âThird Young Master is really too straightforward. I said the medicine was bitter and I wanted some sweets, and he actually bought this kind of sweet, thereâs just no reasoning with him.â
âA sweet worth millions, must be sweet enough. We only have envy,â a colleague joked.
âActually, I think companionship is more important than these things. Third Young Master left work just to be with me all day yesterday. Isnât that right, Zhiyi?â Song Wanqiu boasted, but still had to drag Lin Zhiyi into it.
Lin Zhiyi set down her bag, gave her an exaggerated look-over, then said dramatically, âNo wonder you recovered so quickly; it turns out Third Young Master has that effect. But... what exactly was your illness?â
Mention of the illness changed Song Wanqiuâs demeanor, even her bright lipstick couldnât hide the paleness of her lips.
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