Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Does He Have Another Woman?
Chapter 90 -90: Does He Have Another Woman?
President Yu stroked the dogâs fur with a gentle smile.
âWhat are you thinking? Of course, itâs because I use good fertilizer, occasionally sprinkling some manure water, donât mention how well it grows.â
âMiss Song, your last name is Song, not Gong, in this respect you are inferior to Lin Zhiyi, she is clearer-headed than you.â
Wait until the day you really take the position of Third Madam of the Gong Family, then come and confront her.
Having said that, President Yu didnât even glance at Song Wanqiu and walked away directly.
Song Wanqiu couldnât swallow her pride and turned around, thinking of complaining to Gong Chen.
But Gong Chen had also left.
She could only smile at the camera, maintaining her goddess image as she hurried after Gong Chen.
âThird Young Master, I...â
âI donât listen to time-wasting explanations, you should have known the consequences of designing a camellia-themed jewelry,â said Gong Chen coldly.
âBut you could have reminded me,â Song Wanqiu was somewhat incoherent, even starting to blame Gong Chen.
Gong Chen looked at her, his eyes slightly squinting like cold pools, his gaze icily penetrating.
âIf it affects my collaboration with President Yu, I will withdraw all investment from the Song Group.â
âNo! You canât treat me like this, you promised youâd help me.â
Song Wanqiu pleaded as she grabbed his arm.
Gong Chen emotionlessly pulled his arm away, his expression cold and quiet, âThen you better stick to your role, you donât have many chances left.â
With those words, he left straight away.
Song Wanqiu felt the cold firmness of Gong Chen, her heart sank into an icy pool, and she trembled all over.
And in the corner of her eye, she spotted President Yu holding that dog and talking animatedly with someone else. Although she couldnât hear the content, she still made out a name from his lips.
Lin Zhiyi.
Song Wanqiu could no longer hold back and rushed into the restroom, her phone vibrating continuously in her handbag.
Upon checking, all were mocking her necklace as a dog collar.
âWhy arenât Song Wanqiuâs fans laughing now? Are they naturally averse to smiling?â
âIn the jewelry competition, it felt like her overall work was disconnected, especially the rings, luxurious but lacking substance.â
âSong Wanqiuâs fans love to bite everywhere, now I understand, such an expensive dog collar indeed deserves barking.â
What was supposed to be a moment of widespread acclaim had turned into derision.
With fierce eyes, Song Wanqiu smashed her phone against the mirror.
With a loud crash, the mirror shattered into pieces.
It was all Lin Zhiyiâs fault!
She vividly sensed that without Lin Zhiyiâs interference, everything including Gong Chen and a life of glory and wealth would have been hers!
Where did it all go wrong?
The more Song Wanqiu thought about it, the angrier she got, feeling turmoil in her stomach.
âGagh...gagh...â
After vomiting, she rinsed her mouth and, hearing footsteps outside, immediately picked up her phone and left the restroom.
Outside the banquet hall, dim corridor lights outlined a manâs tall and lean figure.
A cigarette hung from his lips, yet he couldnât find his lighter.
At that moment, President Yu offered a light.
âYou really are generous, spending money to teach others a lesson with my hand, yet it never gets traced back to you.â
âNo.â
The man kindled his cigarette, his dark eyes fathomless.
President Yu lit a cigarette for himself, clucking his tongue, âStubborn men only regret.â
...
Lin Zhiyi watched everything happening in the live broadcast and felt immensely gratified.
Gong Chen still wanted her to see Song Wanqiu succeed, but it turned out to be a comedy.
Now, she especially wanted to find a place to laugh out loud.
Thinking this, she prepared to leave, lest her uncontrolled expressions be noticed by the staff.
Just as she turned, she overheard two staff members talking.
âI always thought Song Wanqiu was formidable, but it turns out sheâs nothing special, what on earth does Third Young Master see in her? Itâs infuriating!â
âLike her? Probably not, although that dress on her was expensive, itâs not even one-tenth as costly as the one Third Young Master had us custom-
design for him here.â
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi paused her step.
Gong Chen had a dress custom-designed here?
But she didnât remember Song Wanqiu ever wearing a dress from this brand.
To whom had Gong Chen given that custom-designed dress?
He couldnât have another woman, could he?
Lin Zhiyi gasped, if she could find out, wouldnât that mean she had something on him?
Then he could never coerce her again.
She walked up to the two store clerks, âExcuse me, who did Third Young Masterâs tailored suit get given to?â
The two clerks looked at her as if they had seen a ghost, and jumped with fright.
âMiss Lin, you havenât left yet?â
âNo, I just happened to hear you...â
âYou heard wrong, weâre busy now, take care.â
The two ran away directly.
It seemed she wouldnât get anything out of them.
Lin Zhiyi sighed softly and left the store.
...
Originally, Lin Zhiyi had wanted to return to the Gong Family first to entrust the suit to Liu He for safekeeping.
But as soon as she got into the car, she received a call from the school principal.
âLin Zhiyi, why havenât you moved out of the dormitory yet? You all have internships off campus, and the school needs to renovate the dormitory for new students. Come back and move out immediately.â
âOkay, I understand.â
Lin Zhiyi then remembered the message sent in the dormitory group chat a few days ago, reminding her not to forget to move.
She had been so focused on designing for President Yu that she had forgotten about it.
The principal spoke unhappily, âMove out tomorrow, otherwise Iâll have someone do it for you. Iâm just following the notice; itâs you who are dragging your feet.â
âYes.â
Lin Zhiyi didnât want to argue and hung up after speaking.
She hadnât even put down her phone when Liu He called.
As soon as she answered, she heard Liu He laughing heartily.
âZhiyi, did you watch the live broadcast? Itâs hilarious, a dog leash...â
âMom, youâre still at the Gong Familyâs house, keep it down,â Lin Zhiyi reminded.
Liu He toned down her laughter, âCough, I just couldnât help it.â
Knowing her motherâs expressive nature, Lin Zhiyi didnât say more, as she had more pressing issues to deal with.
âMom, my dormitory...â is moving out.
âZhiyi, Mom has something to tell you,â said Liu He, her voice suddenly becoming serious.
âYou go first.â
Something felt off to Lin Zhiyi, so she let Liu He speak first.
Liu He hemmed and hawed for a long time before finally saying, âToday during lunch, Old Mr. Gong said youâre already working, that youâre an adult now, and about the Gong Family...â
âI canât go there anymore, right?â
Lin Zhiyi had guessed as much.
She had already moved out previously, only occasionally visiting Liu He.
It seemed Old Mr. Gong felt that wasnât enough; he wanted to cut off all contact completely.
âOld Mr. Gong thinks Gong Yan and Lao San are at the age to consider marriage, and you being an outsider, it always gives people something to talk about.â
Liu Heâs voice grew quieter, clearly feeling the words were somewhat excessive.
Lin Zhiyi said helplessly, âDid you agree?â
Liu He quickly responded, âNot... not entirely. Just that you can come by occasionally, but not stay overnight.â
âOkay.â
âZhiyi, Iâm sorry, Mom isnât capable enough, and I really didnât dare to contradict Old Mr. Gong, especially since these last few days, he has been much nicer to me and your uncle.â
âMom, I understand, itâs you who married into the Gong Family, not me. I just hope youâre happy, Iâll come to visit.â
Liu He immediately started crying, who could have imagined she had just been laughing heartily at Song Wanqiu moments ago.
âZhiyi, donât hate Mom, I and your uncle have prepared an apartment for you in a great location.â
âOkay, thank you, Mom and Uncle. But I need to move out of the dormitory tomorrow, could you drive over to help me move some stuff? I donât have many clothes, but the books, theyâre just too heavy.â
Lin Zhiyi, bothered by Liu Heâs crying, quickly changed the subject.
âAlright, Iâll come to your dormitory first thing tomorrow morning,â Liu He promised emphatically.
âOkay.â
After the call, Lin Zhiyi told the driver to head back to the school.
She spent the whole evening packing up her belongings.
The next morning.
Lin Zhiyi received a message from Liu He.
âCome downstairs.â
She didnât even have time to change out of her pajamas, throwing on a fleece cartoon jacket over them as she ran downstairs.
The dormitory building for graduates was mostly empty, and her âtak tak takâ footsteps echoed in the stairwell.
A layer of morning mist still lay outside the dormitory, and a car with its lights on pulled up.
She ran towards it quickly, her slippers slipped, shoes flew off, and she fell forward.
Luckily, a pair of hands supported her.
âCasting yourself into my arms so early in the morning?â
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