Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 105 - So It Was Her

Chapter 105: Chapter 105: So It Was Her

Chapter 105 -105: So It Was Her

“Fighting? Ha, I was just resting when someone grabbed me by the neck and dragged me into the emergency room. Standing there with three gynecologists, we all just looked at each other. Do you know what they asked me?”

Li Huan exaggeratedly reenacted the scene.

Lin Zhiyi cluelessly asked, “What did they ask?”

Imitating the female doctor’s voice, Li Huan pinched his throat and said, “Doctor Li, protect which fetus? Protect a period?”

“Now do you understand where my injuries came from? Next time, could you remind him to be quick but not choke me?”

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi finally caught on to what he was talking about.

But there was no change in her facial expression, her eyes downcast, saying nothing.

Li Huan, who hadn’t noticed her mood, looked around and asked, “Where’s Third Young Master? Wasn’t he always by your side?”

“He left,” Lin Zhiyi responded coldly.

Gong Chen had only stayed with her to make sure that he could warn her not to blabber as soon as she woke up.

At this point, Li Huan sensed that something was amiss.

For a moment, he wasn’t sure what to say and changed the subject, “I’ll go check if your medication is ready.”

As soon as Li Huan left, Liu He wanted to speak.

“Actually, Lao San just now…”

“Mom, can we not talk about him?” Lin Zhiyi interrupted impatiently.

“Understood,” Liu He hastily complied.

Lin Zhiyi thought for a moment, then stood up and moved closer to her, “Mom, I need you to help me find out something.”

“What’s that?”

“Does Song Wanqiu have any other male friends?” Lin Zhiyi asked in a lowered voice.

“As far as I know, no. Since she got together with Lao San, to show her commitment, she kept her distance from all other men. Otherwise, why do you think Old Mr. Gong would turn a blind eye to her engagement with Lao San?” Liu He reminisced.

Lin Zhiyi frowned in thought, then suddenly something occurred to her.

“Mom, doesn’t Song Wanqiu have a circle of girlfriends? It seems she is particularly close with one of the rich girls.”

“She does have her own social circle, all rich heiresses,” Liu He said worriedly, taking Lin Zhiyi’s hand. Resignedly she added, “Zhiyi, I know you feel wronged, but we really can’t compete with them.”

“Don’t worry, Mom. I won’t do anything rash. I just want to confirm some things. Just help me quietly inquire about that heiress.”

Lin Zhiyi dared not tell Liu He the whole truth, because Liu He would surely spill everything out if frightened.

Liu He nodded, not asking anything further.

After a while, the nurse brought in the medication, and Lin Zhiyi had Liu He handle the discharge and went straight back to the apartment to rest.

In the evening, Liu He called her with news.

“The heiress’ surname is Liu, and her name is Liu Xinna. Her mother’s family is in import-export business, and her father and grandfather are politicians. She’s also considered a pampered princess.”

“Song Wanqiu refers to her as a sister, and they’re very close. There was an issue with one of Old Mr. Gong’s mines before, and it was Song Wanqiu who asked the Liu Family to help resolve it, which is why Old Mr. Gong is more lenient towards her.”

“However, although Liu Xinna looks like a good girl on the surface, she’s quite wild privately; it’s just that for the sake of face, no one dares to say it openly.”

The surname Liu?

The familiar surname made Lin Zhiyi’s thoughts surge.

Scenes flashed by rapidly, like a movie, until she found the corresponding one.

It was the muggy and damp rainy season when Xingxing was feverish and hospitalized.

Lin Zhiyi did not dare to delay; she had no patience for the elevator, running up and down the stairs instead.

The pit-a-pat of the heavy rain was irritating and also masked the sound of her footsteps as she descended the stairs.

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So much so that the two people arguing by the stairwell window didn’t notice her at all.

She poked her head out and recognized the familiar figures, Shen Yan and Song Wanqiu.

“Big designer, if I help you deal with the Liu surname, is this all the benefit you give me?”

“Shen Yan, don’t get too greedy. Your current status is all thanks to me. Just follow me obediently, and once I become the Third Madam of the Gong Family, I’ll naturally take care of you.”

At this time, Song Wanqiu was a renowned jewelry designer with her own independent studio and brand.

She had also given birth to Gong Chen’s eldest son and was at the height of her glory, even her hair seemed to glow, and her eyes radiated arrogance.

Shen Yan, standing by her side, had also risen with the tide, clad in haute couture, with a handbag in her palm worth hundreds of thousands.

The girl who had just started university and part-timed with Lin Zhiyi, determined to climb up in life, had long since taken on a darker shade.

Shen Yan toyed with her chain bag, casually saying, “Lin Zhiyi and her daughter are practically housebound, even Old Mr. Gong is helpless. If it weren’t for me and Mr. Liu helping you, where would be the evidence of Lin Zhiyi framing you and your son? Besides, Mr. Liu also helped you get a matching sample. If she knew you were deceiving and using her all this time…”

“Shut up! Are you threatening me?” Song Wanqiu’s expression changed abruptly, both fierce and venomous.

“Miss Song, don’t blame me for speaking out. If the Liu Family falls, it falls, Mr. Liu comes to threaten you, the only one who can help you is me. I’m just taking what I’m owed, so that if something happens to me, I can leave something for my family.”

“What do you mean? You also think I’m the one who reported the Liu Family?” Song Wanqiu asked through gritted teeth, “With decades of evidence against the Liu Family unearthed, do you think I’m capable of that? I’d love for the Liu Family to be well-off, so I would have a backer. Now that they’ve fallen, she actually says she’ll go and report me to the Third Young Master? If something happens to me, you won’t get off scot-free either, so keep your mouth shut!”

“Then…”

Shen Yan’s fingers wound around the chain, her gaze at Song Wanqiu full of meaning.

Song Wanqiu, losing patience, transferred money to Shen Yan with a warning, “Sichen’s check-up today didn’t go well, we can’t wait any longer, make sure you handle things efficiently.”

“I understand. I’ll make sure Mr. Liu can’t threaten you anymore.”

Shen Yan looked at the number on her phone and smiled slightly.

At that moment, Lin Zhiyi regretted being in such a rush that she forgot her phone, otherwise, she would have recorded it all.

She remembered Mr. Liu’s name and wanted to start an investigation to see if she could clear her name.

But Xingxing’s illness came and went. Just when it seemed to improve, Gong Chen said he was afraid she would harm Song Wanqiu and her son, and took them back to the villa again.

When she thought about investigating again, Xingxing had died.

Later, she found out that the so-called matching sample Shen Yan mentioned was actually Xingxing.

Xingxing had never undergone any matching procedure, but Old Mr. Gong knew the matching was successful.

If Lin Zhiyi and Xingxing hadn’t hidden away in the villa, Old Mr. Gong would probably have pressured them to give in without hesitation.

Who would have thought that it would be her own biological father who ultimately led her to the operating table?

Thinking back, there couldn’t be many willing to give false testimony for Song Wanqiu. It had to be Liu Xinna!

It was she who had made the Gong Family target Xingxing!

Thinking of the past, Lin Zhiyi’s hand unconsciously clenched tight, her nails digging into her palm.

“Zhiyi? Zhiyi! Are you still listening?”

Liu He’s voice brought Lin Zhiyi back to reality.

She adjusted her breathing and quickly answered, “I’m listening. Mom, please go on.”

Liu He continued, “I found out that Song Wanqiu and Liu Xinna often go to a bar for their sister gatherings. Oh, and Liu Xinna seems to have someone she fancies. An old colleague told me that every once in a while she places an order at a high-end brand for a custom men’s watch, and she likes to inscribe the initials of the man’s name on the band.”

“What are they?”

“LH.”