Chapter 380: Chapter 380: He Remembers That Night Gong Chen calmly spoke, "The day before Wen Qing set a trap for Liu He, Sang Li successfully proposed to Lin Zhiyi. This is something Sang Li didnât tell anyone except his family."
Sang Ran pursed her lips.
"Aunt is also my family."
"The reasoning is barely acceptable." Gong Chen said coldly, "But youâre not suited for this."
Sang Ranâs breath hitched, and she lowered her gaze. "And Aunt?"
Gong Chen stood up. "Donât worry, youâll meet her soon enough."
Hearing this, Sang Ran looked at Gong Chen, bewildered.
...
Several hours earlier.
Wen Qing stared at the rising popularity in Jiang Fenâs sonâs livestream, bubbling with joy inside.
Liu He is doomed.
And Gong Shiyan will undoubtedly regret it.
But the moment she pushed open the door, the smoke-filled air instantly made her alert.
"Who dares to smoke in my office?"
The chair before the desk slowly swiveled around, revealing Gong Chenâs deep and dangerous face.
He leaned back against the chair, hands resting on the armrests, the scarlet embers at his fingertips flickering faintly.
As he lifted his hand to take a drag, his dark eyes narrowed slightly. It was a simple, ordinary gesture, yet Wen Qing felt an inexplicable suffocation.
She slowly approached him, smiling, "Third Young Master, what a rare guest. I wonder what brings you here?"
The blue-white smoke puffed out from his thin lips as he finally spoke leisurely, "A few partnering companies came to me to discuss some matters. Iâd like you to help analyze whether or not I should make a move."
For a moment, Wen Qing couldnât decipher Gong Chenâs intentions and could only keep up a smiling façade. "Of course."
Gong Chenâs voice turned icy. "Mrs. Guo from Baicheng holds a considerable percentage of shares. She mentioned her husband has been stressed from coming home late every day. Then thereâs Mrs. Chen from Sheng Heng, Mrs. Wang from Da Sheng..."
"Enough!" Wen Qing broke into a cold sweat as those names kept piling up and immediately stopped Gong Chen from continuing.
Through the haze, Gong Chen gazed steadily at her. "Youâve really learned nothing, havenât you? Flirting with the Wives Group, now back at repeating old tricks. Itâs unfortunateâtheyâre not easy to fool. So, tell me, should I cover for you or hand you over? Sure, the Wen Family has grown well these two years, but I can swallow you whole."
Only then did Wen Qing realize her matters had been completely exposed.
In Hai City, she once thrived by leveraging her ties with the Sang Family.
Since Sang Ran married Gong Chen, she naturally sought greater heights.
So she resumed her old schemes, using women she had groomed to allure notable figures within the circle, reaping benefits in return.
Yet Gong Chen had known everything clearly.
Realizing this, Wen Qingâs eyes widened. "You knew from the start! You deliberately let my plan succeed!"
Gong Chen spoke without emotion, "Yes, and I even helped you select those men. Profit-driven alliances, strained couplesâthose are the easiest targets. But since theyâre partnerships of interest, how could their wives be ordinary people? President Wen, you should know the consequences of provoking family matriarchs in Jing City."
Wen Qingâs face turned ashen.
This wasnât Hai City, where she could rely on Sang Ran to intercede.
Her breathing became erratic, but after a long while, she forced herself to manage her expression. "Third Young Master, what do you want?"
Gong Chen slowly rose, extinguishing his cigarette against Wen Qingâs prized Wen Group president nameplate.
"President Wen, I heard youâre blood type AB."
"..."
Wen Qing collapsed onto the chair, trembling in fright.
The next day, after multiple tests and a period of fasting and water deprivation, Wen Qing voluntarily entered the operating room.
...
After Lin Zhiyi followed Sister Zhou home, she collapsed into bed and fell asleep.
She slept all the way until the afternoon of the next day.
Sister Zhou saw her emerge from the room and finally let out a sigh of relief after fretting all night.
"Do you know how long youâve been asleep? I almost thought you were gone. You scared me into checking your breathing multiple times."
"Just a bit tired," Lin Zhiyi weakly replied.
Sister Zhou noticed her pallor and quickly helped her sit down, then served a steaming bowl of soup. "Iâve kept this warming on the stove, waiting for you to wake up and drink it. Try it."
Lin Zhiyi took a sip, and warmth instantly enveloped her body.
Before long, the entire bowl of soup was drained.
freÑwebnovel.com Sister Zhou filled a bowl with rice for her and added a few pieces of spare ribs.
After eating, Lin Zhiyi finally began to feel better.
As she got up to help Sister Zhou clear the dishes, the bag she had hung on the chairâs back the day before suddenly fell.
Out of the bag rolled a box.
It was the one Gong Chen had slipped into her bag when he dropped her off yesterday, insisting she open it today.
Lin Zhiyi hesitated before picking up the box and slowly opening it.
A ruby earring appeared before her eyes.
Sister Zhou gasped. "How beautiful! But why is there only one piece?"
Because the other one was in Lin Zhiyiâs drawer.
Thinking of this, her eyes reddened abruptly, yet no tears fell. She simply caressed the earring over and over.
He hadnât forgotten.
The events of that nightâhe hadnât forgotten any of it.
He also knew it was her.
Yet they had still reached this point.
There was no going back.
...
Lin Zhiyi wandered out of Sister Zhouâs house, her mind restless. She needed solitude to think.
She arrived at a nearby park and sat by the shore.
Time passed unknowingly, shadows fell over her body.
Looking up, she saw a man silhouetted against the light. Only after a long moment could she discern his face.
Sang Li.
"Mr. Sang? How did you know Iâd be here?"
"I spoke to Miss Zhou. She said whenever youâre upset, you come here." Sang Li bent his knees and sat beside her.
"How is Xiao Ran?" Lin Zhiyi stared at the lake.
"The surgery was a success."
"Thatâs good."
Lin Zhiyi said no more.
Sang Li watched her, casually adding, "I heard about the old man wanting you to donate your liver."
Lin Zhiyi curved her lips faintly, mocking herself. "Youâre asking about that night with Third Young Master? We didnât do anything. You and Xiao Ran donât need to worry."
Sang Li froze, then gave a bitter smile. "That wasnât my point."
Lin Zhiyi turned her gaze back, fixing it on Sang Li.
"Mr. Sang, I know youâre a good person. Morally and emotionally, I donât want to owe you too much."
"Is this really the furthest we can go?"
A flicker of emotion crossed Sang Liâs eyes.
Lin Zhiyi looked away, bracing herself to stand. "Iâll return the ring to you."
As she turned to leave, Sang Li reached out and caught her.
"Zhiyi, let me help you. Letâs get engaged."
Lin Zhiyi froze, then struggled. "Have you gone mad?"
Sang Li spoke with gravitas, "I know you donât trust me now, but deep down, youâre well aware that everything Third Young Master is doing is to prevent us from getting engaged. The old man knows too; he absolutely wonât let you off the hook. Now that Second Young Masterâs power is sidelined, and your mother narrowly avoided prisonâcan you really bet on what happens next?"
"..."
Lin Zhiyiâs hand hovered in mid-air.
No, she couldnât. She couldnât afford to gamble.
But neither could she cross the line with Gong Chen.
Sang Li stepped closer, gripping her hand tightly. "Get engaged to me. Letâs leave the country. For you and also for..."
His gaze dropped and locked on her abdomen.
Lin Zhiyi started, then realized and placed her hand on her lower belly. She had to protect Xingxing.
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She nodded her head. "Alright."