Chapter 241: Chapter 241 You Canât Marry Sang Ran At that moment, Lin Zhiyi, standing on the bluestone pavement in her high heels, suddenly lost her balance and plunged into Sang Liâs arms.
"Sorry," she hastily apologized.
Just as she was about to straighten up, Sang Li reached out and touched her head.
"You have a leaf in your hair."
Lin Zhiyi looked at the fallen leaf he had taken out and immediately raised her hand to smooth out her hair, "Thank you."
"Do we need to be so formal?" Sang Li asked with a raised eyebrow.
Lin Zhiyi was about to explain when Sang Ranâs voice came from behind her.
"I was wondering where youâd disappeared to in the blink of an eye, seems there was another agenda."
Lin Zhiyi turned around, and the chilly hostility hit her face. She slightly lifted her gaze only to meet the manâs pitch-black eyes.
Like ink that wouldnât dissolve, a hint of somber coldness flashed through those eyes.
She pursed her lips and instinctively stepped back.
Unexpectedly, Sang Li stood in front of her and said with a faint smile, "Wasnât I supposed to leave you two alone? Letâs go, everyone has moved to the hall, donât make the guests wait too long."
"Alright," Sang Ran said as she reached out to hold onto Gong Chen, "Third Young Master, letâs go. My brother will take good care of Zhiyi."
"Hmm," Gong Chen spoke indifferently.
As he was leaving, he gave Lin Zhiyi a cold glance, his imposing aura unfurling as if he was about to devour her the next second.
Lin Zhiyi, afraid that Sang Li would notice anything, feigned calmness, "We should go as well."
Sang Li nodded in agreement.
The two of them did not speak the entire way until they arrived at the entrance of the hall, where he paused and looked at Lin Zhiyi.
"Zhiyi."
"Hmm?" Lin Zhiyi responded absentmindedly with a nod.
"What Xiao Ran said just now wasnât wrong."
Sang Li gazed at her, his eyes brimming with a smiling warmth, tender and deep.
Lin Zhiyi was slightly taken aback. Recalling Sang Ranâs words, the phrase "another agenda" quickly surfaced in her mind.
Regarding her?
For a moment, she didnât know how to respond, feeling at a loss as she clutched her cheongsam.
"I..."
"Miss Lin."
A maid ran out from the hall in haste.
Lin Zhiyi did not dare to look at Sang Li and quickly turned around, "Whatâs the matter?"
"Second Madam is having another bout of waist pain; sheâs asking for you to check on her in the courtyard," the maid pointed in the direction of the backyard.
Hearing that Liu He was in trouble, Lin Zhiyi didnât care about anything else and excused herself with an apology to Sang Li before leaving.
...
At this time, all the Gong Familyâs servants were busy in the hall, leaving the backyard desolate and empty.
Lin Zhiyi quickly entered the house.
"Mom."
She called out, but there was no response from Liu He, which made her quicken her pace.
Just after taking a couple of steps, the sound of a lighter flicked on came from behind her, near the windows of the living room.
Lin Zhiyiâs heart skipped a beat, and she immediately turned around to look.
Gong Chen, who should have been in the hall thanking guests, was now leaning against the window smoking a cigarette.
She then realized she had been deceived.
The window was half-open, and the breeze blew in, carrying the smoke slowly, which enveloped Gong Chenâs face.
He looked at her through the hazy mist with cold disdain, his usually indifferent face now tinged with anger.
"So eager to be with him?"
"..."
Lin Zhiyi opened her mouth, her words of rebuttal reaching her lips.
But upon facing Gong Chenâs icy gaze, she felt there was no point.
Lin Zhiyi immediately turned to leave, but before she could step out of the house, a hand clasped around her waist and forcefully pulled her back into the living room.
She was pushed against the cabinet, emitting a dull thud. She felt as though all her internal organs quivered in unison.
Third Young Master Gong Chenâs dark eyes were deep, his profound features carrying an inherently cold aura, his tight jawline seeming to endure something, dangerously intense.
"Now you donât even want to talk to me?"
Lin Zhiyiâs forehead was enveloped by the manâs scorching breath, his domineering presence inching to wrap around her, as she tightly clenched her teeth and turned her cheek away.
Gong Chen tilted up her chin, not allowing her to hide: "Hmm? Really not going to speak?"
Lin Zhiyi held her breath, refusing to open her mouth.
His gaze darkened, storm clouds rolling, directly depriving her of the chance to speak.
An aggressive kiss descended, all of the uncontrolled rage concentrating between their lips and teeth.
Lin Zhiyi struggled desperately but couldnât break free no matter what.
Until she was powerless, her eyes welling up with painful tears.
The next second, her neck tightened, Gong Chenâs hand already clenching it.
Tighter and tighter.
His usually cold face now carried a few more traces of viciousness and fierceness.
"Just for him?"
"No!" Lin Zhiyi managed to speak with difficulty, tears suddenly rolling down, "I am not anyoneâs accessory, I donât need to be for anyone, I just donât want to stay here entangled with you. Are you happy now? Uncle."
Gong Chen closed his eyes, then opened them again to a sea of calm, only the occasional flicker of an indecipherable emotion.
He caressed Lin Zhiyiâs lips, which were smeared with lipstick though scratch marks from her picking at them were still visible.
He said hoarsely: "Lin Zhiyi, no one can take you away from here. Sang Li canât either."
A suffocating sensation overwhelmed her, Lin Zhiyi felt entirely adrift, trying hard to breathe to prevent herself from collapsing.
Then, with all her strength, she said that sentence.
"Fine, with you, I will live in that villa, but you canât marry Sang Ran."
Gong Chenâs gaze flickered, but left no trace.
Looking again, his eyes were rimmed with a cold mist, like a foggy rain, elusive and unclear.
He released her, even stepping back a few paces, the shadow on the ground dividing them, one in light, one in darkness.
"Besides that, you can have anything."
After speaking, Gong Chenâs phone rang, the screen showing it was Sang Ran.
He furrowed his brows at whatever Sang Ran said: "Iâll be right there."
And he left without looking back.
Lin Zhiyi stood still, watching as his elongated shadow became smaller and smaller.
The answer, in fact, she had known all along.
She thought she wouldnât react, but as she lowered her eyes, she couldnât understand why the tears fell so fiercely.
After who knows how long.
Lin Zhiyi heard footsteps outside the courtyard, and she immediately turned her back to wipe her cheek.
freÄwÄbηovel.c૦m "Miss Lin, Second Madam says to come over and help her prepare the gifts."
"Coming."
Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and turned towards the storeroom.
At that moment, Liu He was directing servants moving items.
Lin Zhiyi approached: "Mother, have you checked the items again?"
Liu He waved her hand: "Donât be too nervous, the storeroomâs security measures are almost like a bankâs, what could possibly go wrong?"
"Mom! Itâs not a small amount, no matter how good Gong Familyâs security is, you need to be certain, check again." Lin Zhiyi interrupted.
Seeing there was still enough time, Liu He agreed.
But as they were about to check, the butler arrived.
"Second Madam, some guests have flights this afternoon, the patriarch suggested distributing the gifts early, we need to speed it up."
"Okay, okay, Iâll move them now." Liu He looked at Lin Zhiyi, "Itâs rare for the patriarch to trust me this much, I canât let him down, Iâm certain these have been untouched after being put inside."
With that, she hurried to get things moved.
Despite this, Lin Zhiyi didnât listen to her.
If they couldnât check everything, then theyâd spot-check, she checked five boxes from every batch, making sure nothing was missing.
Only then did she feel relieved.
Lin Zhiyi thought she could finally get through the day undisturbed when just as she and Liu He sat down for tea, the butler came with someone.
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