Chapter 43: Chapter 43 Is it so hard to ask me?
Chapter 43 -43 Is it so hard to ask me?
Unfortunately, the last person Lin Zhiyi ever wanted to ask for help was Gong Chen.
She withdrew her gaze, looked at the white liquor in front of her, and downed it in one go.
The teacup that Gong Chen had brought to his lips suddenly stopped, and his stern figure radiated a chilling aura.
However, the three men in front of Lin Zhiyi failed to notice the awkward atmosphere and continued to laugh and joke.
âJunior sister sure can hold her liquor, come on, have another drink with me.â
âYou drank theirs, you must drink mine too! Otherwise, it means you donât give me face!â
Just like that, Lin Zhiyi was forced to gulp down three large cups of alcohol.
Her throat was so spicy that she couldnât even speak, and her hands were too weak to clench into fists.
Her cheeks were flushed, her already stunning face now resembling ripe cherries, shining enticingly and making the surrounding menâs eyes gleam like hungry wolves.
The three men exchanged glances and leered at her, but because the headmaster and Gong Chen were present, they dared not go too far.
So, they planned to first get Lin Zhiyi drunk and then find an excuse to take her away later.
The man sitting beside Lin Zhiyi poured her another drink, while seemingly casually placing his hand on the back of her chair, occasionally stroking her back.
ÆrÄewebnoѵÑl.cÏm âJunior sister, I heard you won second place in the competition; we should celebrate properly. Come on, letâs have another drink.â
Lin Zhiyi endured the nausea, shifted her body, and dodged his hand.
He took advantage of the moment to wrap his arm around her shoulder, trapping her from escaping, then leaned his greasy cheek toward her with a sneer, the smell of alcohol and strong tobacco intermingling, almost making Lin Zhiyi vomit.
He even attempted to rub his face against the skin of her shoulder, despite Lin Zhiyiâs resistance...
With a swish, Lin Zhiyi pushed the man away and stood up, but she didnât want to spoil the schoolâs celebration banquet.
âI need to go to the restroom.â
She staggered out of the private room, dizzy and unsteady on her feet.
Lin Zhiyi hid in the restroom, splashing her face with cold water to regain a semblance of reason.
After thinking for a moment, she took out her phone and set a timer.
Then she rubbed her head, forcing herself to stay alert as she left the restroom.
The next instant, Lin Zhiyi felt her head spin, and an arm wrapped around her waist, effortlessly taking her to a hidden corner next to the restroom.
Beside them, large plants cast a dim light on the manâs dark suit.
âIs asking for my help that difficult?â
A deep, magnetic voice sounded above Lin Zhiyiâs head, laced with a nearly imperceptible chill, while his half-closed eyes revealed a dangerous undercurrent. His expression was unabashedly possessive.
She raised her hand to struggle, but the drunkenness weakened her limbs, and her efforts to hit him were negligible to the man.
He watched her futilely struggle for a bit before he seized her shoulders, his ring cold as it grazed her skin.
Soon, Lin Zhiyiâs shoulders reddened and ached; she shrunk back, trying to evade the manâs approach.
âLet go... mm...â
Before she could finish speaking, a strong hand gripped the back of her head, preventing her from resisting.
The man in front of her seized the opportunity to kiss her, grinding his lips against hers a few times, but she refused to part her teeth, so he pressed harder.
Lin Zhiyiâs eyes widened as she bit down hard on his lip.
The taste of blood filled their mouths, yet he didnât care and took the chance to pry open her teeth, slipping something into her mouth with his tongue.
Lin Zhiyi swallowed reflexively, and a few seconds later, the spasm from her throat to her stomach ceased.
She was stunned, giving the man a chance to entwine her further.
His kiss nearly suffocated her, her head growing dizzy, and when she attempted to move, her hands were firmly clasped by his.
Neither of them noticed a pair of high heels quietly stepping back from behind the greenery.
It was a long while before the man finally let go of Lin Zhiyi.
She slumped against the wall, her breathing rapid, her reddened lips parting and closing, pushing the manâs self-control to the edge of reason.
He tried to get closer again, but Lin Zhiyi forcefully turned her cheek away.
âUncle, what exactly are you trying to do? Slap me and then offer me candy?â
âWhat do you mean?â
Gong Chen leisurely raised his hand and wiped the blood from his lips, the bite was not light, it was clear she was really angry.
Lin Zhiyi listened to his careless tone and stared at him angrily.
âUncle, youâre actually going to ask me? Do I have to spell out everything youâve done for Song Wanqiu? Since you love her so much, why treat me this way? Am I so lowly in your eyes that I can be used and trampled upon at will?â
âCan you two not drag me into your love affair? I have no interest in it!â
âThank you for the hangover remedy, uncle. Iâm fine now.â
Lin Zhiyi passed by him and left without looking back.
...
Inside the private room.
After Lin Zhiyi went out, Gong Chen spilled the tea and also went to the restroom.
Song Wanqiu waited a long time for Gong Chen but still felt uneasy.
So, she left the private room and went to the restroom, only to hear the sound of suppressed panting.
She knew all too well what that sound was, but she never imagined that it would be Gong Chen making it.
Gong Chen always composed himself in front of her, never crossing the line.
She always thought that was just the way he was, and since they were going to get married, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
But the man before her eyes couldnât control himself around this other woman, looking at her as a wild beast looks at its food, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
Song Wanqiu tried to step forward, but she hadnât even taken a step when she retreated back.
She glanced at Lin Zhiyi and scoffed coldly in her heart before turning and walking toward the private room.
As soon as she entered, Song Wanqiu saw three lecherous men staring at her back.
âMiss Song, did you see Lin Zhiyi? Why were you gone for so long? She didnât pass out in the restroom, did she?â
Song Wanqiu clenched her back teeth.
In what way was she inferior to Lin Zhiyi that everyone was thinking about her?
With that thought, she immediately put on a faint smile.
âNo, she was touching up her make-up. It seems sheâs really taking this celebration seriously.â
Women dressed to please those who admired them.
The three men immediately understood, thinking Lin Zhiyi was fixing her make-up for them.
Song Wanqiu looked around, pointed to the nearly drunk principal.
âIs the principal okay? Since heâs drunk, it would be better to send him home to rest early.â
âWeâll take the principal home.â
Other people got up and helped the principal leave the private room, escaping the place of trouble.
Now, the room was left with just Song Wanqiu and those three men.
She turned to the three men and raised her glass, âGentlemen, Iâll drink this one for Zhiyi. Please take good care of her in the future.â
She tilted her head back and took a small shot of white liquor, immediately covering her mouth while appearing uncomfortable.
Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight ï¤Chapter 42 Waiting for Her to Beg Him Rebirth of a Village Girl ï¤Chapter 1123 - 286: Retribution, Recognizing Each Other_3 Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress ï¤Chapter 828 - 825: Prosperous Mountains and Rivers The leading man chuckled and said, âMiss Song, youâre really good to Lin Zhiyi, but since weâre supposed to take care of her, sheâs the one who should be drinking to show sincerity.â
Song Wanqiu held her forehead, with a hint of drunkenness in her voice, âZhiyi is very sincere to you three, she said before that itâs her honor to know you and that she would be delighted to have a deeper exchange with you. Iâm feeling quite unwell... I think I might be a bit drunk...â
The three men looked at each other, understanding the implication and smiled lewdly.
At that moment, Lin Zhiyi entered and saw that the principal and the others were gone.
She was hit with three blatant stares that sent a chill through her body, feeling that something was very wrong.
Before she could ask, a lecherous hand had already grabbed her and pulled her to the side of the table.
âJunior sister, you havenât drunk your share just now, hurry up and drink.â