Chapter 91: Chapter 91 Do You Believe Him Just Like That?
Chapter 91 -91 Do You Believe Him Just Like That?
Gong Chen!
His deep voice was tinged with the chill of morning fog as he firmly cradled her in his arms.
Lin Zhiyi looked up to meet his profound gaze, momentarily befuddled.
Wasnât it supposed to be Liu He?
Lin Zhiyi tapped the ground with her bare feet, the cold tiles instantly snapping her back to reality.
âWhereâs my mom?â
âHer back is sprained,â Gong Chen said coldly.
âI can call for a car myself, no need to trouble you, Uncle.â
freewebnÏvel.cѳm Having said that, Lin Zhiyi turned and hopped forward on one foot.
Behind her, Chen Jin held his head and raised one shoe.
âMiss Lin, your shoe.â
âNo need for it... ah...â
A layer of fine, dense droplets covered the tiles amidst the morning fog.
Lin Zhiyi had only hopped twice when she slipped and fell uncontrollably.
A hand pulled her back; she collided heavily with the manâs chest, causing her chest to throb.
The hands that supported her began to tighten their grip.
He lowered his gaze, his voice husky and slowly spoke at a volume only the two of them could hear, âYou came down without wearing underwear?â
Lin Zhiyi paused and averted her gaze.
Who sleeps in so much clothing?
Besides, she thought it was Liu He!
She couldnât muster any resistance and quickly placed a hand between their chests, and though she managed to keep her face calm, her ears turned uncontrollably red.
âIâm wearing a jacket,â she emphasized.
Gong Chen didnât listen to her, narrowing his eyes, âWhat if a man had seen?â
Lin Zhiyi shifted her body and pursed her lips, âUncle, this is a girlsâ dormitory. Besides you, what other man is here? Let me go now!â
âIâm not included in that.â
He then turned his head towards Chen Jin, who was holding the mop slippers.
Chen Jin, utterly confused, pointed at himself, âMe...do I count? Yes, yes.â
He instantly turned his back.
What the boss says, goes.
Perhaps due to the commotion, the dorm supervisor came out.
âWhoâs there?â
Lin Zhiyi started and nervously pushed Gong Chen.
This time, he didnât make it difficult for her and helped her stand straight before standing tall and composed beside her.
âMaâam, I am...â
Lin Zhiyi, standing on one foot, wobbled again as she spoke, unable to complete her sentence.
Suddenly, a hand quietly supported her from behind.
She managed to stabilize before the supervisor approached and explained, âMaâam, Iâm a graduate here to collect my belongings.â
The supervisor stopped and looked at Lin Zhiyi, âOh, itâs you. Your dean said youâre the only one who hasnât moved out yet. You better hurry up today, or theyâll send someone to move your things, and you might lose some items.â
âYes, thank you, maâam. Iâll go now.â
âWait, who is this man?â
Due to not wearing her reading glasses, the supervisor squinted and leaned back to scrutinize Gong Chen.
Lin Zhiyi looked up at Gong Chen, who appeared quite intrigued, seemingly waiting for her to introduce him.
She hesitated for a moment, âHeâs... my uncle. Sss...â
As soon as she spoke, she felt a pinch at her lower back.
The supervising auntieâs presbyopia was quite severe, but she could see a tall man dressed in black standing beside Lin Zhiyi.
His face was unclear, but his presence was chilling.
She instinctively refrained from asking more, waving her hand, âGo on, make it quick.â
Before Lin Zhiyi could respond, she felt lighter as Gong Chen suddenly carried her horizontally.
He looked at the supervising auntie impassively, âMy little niece is a bit naughty and has sprained her ankle.â
The supervisor couldnât help but chuckle, âNaughty indeed, go on now.â
Gong Chen carried her into the dormitory.
The dormitory supervisor chuckled from behind, âYoung people these days are really something, they really think I donât understand? Is it that they like to call their boyfriend âuncle,â whatâs the big deal. But calling someone âlittle uncleâ is new, perhaps thereâs some new slang online? Iâll check.â
After hearing this, Lin Zhiyiâs face flushed with heat, and she turned her head to explain.
âAunt, itâs not...â
Gong Chen, with a long stride, turned and walked upstairs, cutting off her voice above.
Lin Zhiyi looked at Gong Chen suspiciously, not sure if it was her imagination, but it seemed there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.
But upon a closer look, his eyes were still as cold as ever.
It must have been her imagination.
Having ascended one floor, Lin Zhiyi struggled, saying, âLittle uncle, let me down, I can walk with shoes on, my room is quite high up.â
Gong Chen stayed silent, continuing upwards.
Lin Zhiyi thought for a moment, pointing to the top floor, âI live on the sixth floor, you wonât be able to climb that.â
âThird floor.â
âHow do you know?â Lin Zhiyi asked in surprise.
âWhat do you think?â Gong Chen paused for a moment, his gaze deepening as he looked at Lin Zhiyi.
âYou investigated me!â
â...â
Gong Cheng narrowed his eyes, what was she constantly thinking about in her mind?
...
Moments later, Gong Chen stopped at Lin Zhiyiâs dorm room door.
Lin Zhiyi reluctantly opened her door and upon entering, she changed into a pair of non-slip sneakers.
On the dorm floor, she organized two suitcases. Apart from clothes for all seasons and shoes, there were also five boxes of books.
Books on art were very expensive; even if they were worn out, she couldnât bear to throw them away.
She pulled a suitcase over, âThis one is easier to handle, I can move the rest myself.â
Gong Chen ignored her, glancing instead at the doorway.
Chen Jin and the driver quickly came in, each taking half, ready to leave with the items.
That was when Chen Jin spotted a gift box on the table. Scanning over its label, he knew what it was and reached to pick it up to carry down.
Lin Zhiyi quickly pressed down on it, âNo need, I can handle this one myself.â
Gong Chen nodded slightly, and Chen Jin left with the other items and the driver.
When leaving, they thoughtfully closed the door behind them.
Gong Chen walked closer to the gift box, and Lin Zhiyi instinctively protected it.
âWith all due respect, little uncle, my brother was only helping me out of sibling affection, please let it be,â she said.
She didnât want the gift to harm Gong Yan, so she explained in advance.
But her explanation seemed to only make Gong Chenâs expression grow colder.
His fingers lightly slid over the box, moving across the embossing to Lin Zhiyiâs side, stepping closer to her.
The tick-tick sound his fingertips made on the cardboard strangely made Lin Zhiyiâs heart flutter.
She clenched her fists and looked up, the man was very close, leaning in to stare at her, his lips curling into a faint sneer.
âIs it because of the gift, or because of him, that you are so protective?â
The dormitory was empty and chillingly serene; Gong Chenâs eyes were profoundly dark, seemingly ink-filled and bottomless.
As he approached close to Lin Zhiyi, his breath carried a hint of coldness, sending a slight shiver through her limbs.
Leaning against the table, she tried to maintain her composure, âBoth.â
After she spoke, Lin Zhiyiâs breath caught.
Gong Chenâs eyes revealed a hint of coldness, he lightly laughed, âDid he tell you that? And you believed it?â
Lin Zhiyi defiantly stared at him, firmly saying, âWhy shouldnât I believe him?â
He was the only one who had ever wanted to take her away when she was in distress.
He shouldnât have ended up like that.
She grew more agitated as she spoke, âMy brother has always been the kindest to me in the Gong family, aside from uncle. Besides him, who else can I trust? He has always been...â
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Lin Zhiyi felt pain on her lips; she had never seen Gong Chen this furious before. His normally serene eyes were misted with red, his whole demeanor vastly different from usual, his aura ominously dark.
After what felt like a long time, he moved his lips away, coldly commanding, âDonât mention him to me again.â