Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 327: Actually, I Know It All In My Heart

Sang Ran lifted her eyes to look at Gong Chen, but she could not penetrate his emotions.

She thought he was just angry, and reached out to hold his hand, but he dodged it.

She stood there, stunned, yet still managed to grasp the sleeve of his jacket.

"Third Young Master, my aunt has always been with me like a mother, to me she is another mother, I really can’t stand to see her in trouble."

"So you knew what she did?" Gong Chen retorted coldly.

"I... she just told me, she informed the old master about Zhiyi’s study abroad."

Sang Ran’s voice grew softer as she spoke, her head also gradually lowered.

She was very aware that Wen Qing had done more than that.

Gong Chen’s eyes slightly drooped, his voice tinged with a cold light, "How did she come to know about Lin Zhiyi going abroad?"

"..."

Sang Ran bit her lip hard, her face drained of color.

Gong Chen understood, pulled his sleeve from her grasp and stood up.

"Leave this place." He said coldly, issuing an unmistakable order to leave.

Sang Ran looked at him in shock, then collapsed directly onto the ground.

As Gong Chen turned to walk away, she reached out and grabbed his trouser leg.

"Third Young Master, in consideration of the leg I lost for you, please spare my aunt, I beg you."

Gong Chen looked down at her expressionlessly and said, "Xiao Ran, once a favor is used up, it’s gone."

Sang Ran lifted her head, her voice choking, "I know, can you not be so good to me? We’re about to be husband and wife."

He closed his eyes gently, his expression frosty: "Hmm."

Sang Ran got the response she wanted, but the tears streamed down nonetheless.

Just as she tried to grab the man in front of her again, Chen Jin stopped her.

Chen Jin said solemnly, "Miss Sang, the driver is already waiting for you downstairs, let me escort you down."

Sang Ran pursed her lips and allowed Chen Jin to lead her away.

Gong Chen’s back was to her all the while.

When Chen Jin returned, Gong Chen was drinking.

"Care to join me?" He poured half a glass for Chen Jin.

Chen Jin noticed his complexion and didn’t decline, nodding as he stepped forward.

Gong Chen threw his head back to drink, his throat struggling to swallow, as if what went down wasn’t the burn of alcohol but the taste of bitterness.

Chen Jin took a sip of his drink and said with sympathy, "Third Young Master, I’ve found a doctor who may be able to treat Miss Lin’s hand, as per your instructions."

Gong Chen stayed silent, his self-mockery evident in a tremulous smile, his hand shaking as he poured more wine.

Chen Jin took the bottle from his hand and continued to pour.

With arms splayed out, propping against the desk, Gong Chen lowered his head and spoke deep and low, "Tell me, why do they love to beg me so much?"

"Is it really begging?"

As he spoke, he snatched the half-poured drink Chen Jin was holding and gulped it down.

Chen Jin was rendered speechless, well aware it was not pleading.

His mother used her death to get Gong Chen to swear to retake the legacy.

The Gong Family begged him with familial love to keep the big picture in mind and to make all the crucial decisions.

The Sang Family used a favor to plead with him to marry Sang Ran.

Liu He pleaded with her life for him to give up on Lin Zhiyi.

This was coercion.

Gong Chen gripped the glass tightly, and when he lifted his gaze, his eyes were rimmed red.

"I didn’t protect her. I deserve this."

His long fingers pressed against the documents on the desk and pushed them towards Chen Jin. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

"Give these to Sang Li, he will handle it well."

Chen Jin glanced at the documents, stunned, "But these... you worked so hard to..."

"Give them to him."

Gong Chen turned back to his room and sat in his chair, staring at the couple cups beside him.

...

In the hospital room.

When Lin Zhiyi woke up again, Sang Li immediately leaned in closer.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Lin Zhiyi shook her head with a slightly hoarse voice, "I’m feeling a bit better."

Sang Li raised the pillow behind her, "I’ve already called in a specialist for a consultation, we’ll definitely find a solution."

Just as Lin Zhiyi was about to say thank you, she saw Zhou Zhao coming in, muttering.

"Young Master, it’s not good, the elders at home want you to break up with Miss Lin..."

"Zhou Zhao." Sang Li promptly interrupted.

Zhou Zhao, seeing the awakened Lin Zhiyi, hurriedly apologized: "I’m sorry, Miss Lin."

Lin Zhiyi’s gaze fell in bitterness.

She knew it would end this way when she saw the online public opinion.

The Sang Family, although not caring about social status, attaches great importance to character.

She has now become the person in others’ mouths who forges admission emails out of vanity.

The Sang Family will never acknowledge her.

Lin Zhiyi looked at Sang Li apologetically: "I’m sorry for causing you trouble. Perhaps we should..."

Sang Li held her hand and said, "Trust me."

"But..." Lin Zhiyi didn’t want to make things difficult for him.

"I will handle this. Your mom went to buy you something to eat and will be back soon. Wait for me to come back, okay?" Sang Li reassured.

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi watched him leave with a faint gaze.

The phone popped up with the latest hot search, about the scandal of Wen Qing.

But when she wanted to take a closer look, there was nothing but a gray-white screen left.

Gone.

She knew it was Gong Chen who had deleted it.

Lin Zhiyi put down her phone, the room grew increasingly silent, and she fell back into the fear of despair.

She propped herself up and walked to the window, observed the tender buds on the branches, watched the bustling traffic, observed the crowd, but it only made her feel more hopeless.

Behind her, the door was pushed open.

Li Huan approached and said softly, "Lin Zhiyi."

Lin Zhiyi slowly turned around, and when she lifted her eyes, they were already filled with tears.

"Huanhuan, I understand now. It turns out, no matter which path I take, it’s a dead end."

She called out Li Huan’s most joyful name but spoke the saddest words.

Li Huan thought of comforting words, but she just laughed.

"I know what you want to say. Actually, I know all of it in my heart, it’s just that I’m unwilling to believe it."

"I know he didn’t do it, I know everything on his medical records, I also know everything he’s done for me."

"I can even ridiculously understand his helplessness, his being without choices."

"But I can’t convince myself to face him. I can only hate him, hate forever, hate endlessly..."

"I’m so tired, it’s like I can’t breathe, it hurts too much..."

Lin Zhiyi raised her injured hand, crying, "I’ve returned the injuries he had to him, we’re even now."

Li Huan was stunned.

She understood why Lin Zhiyi hated Gong Chen so much, because she also hated herself.

"Lin Zhiyi, it’s not your fault."

...

In the car.

Zhou Zhao inexplicably pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Sang Li was sending a message to his father and frowned, "What’s going on?"

Zhou Zhao turned around and said, "Assistant Chen sent me a message."

"Zhou Zhao, it’s not the time for you to joke around," Sang Li reminded sternly.

"Young Master, I’m not joking. Chen Jin sent over a document, it’s full of... secrets."

Even inside the car, Zhou Zhao dared not speak openly.

Sang Li frowned, took Zhou Zhao’s phone to take a look, and even he was stunned for a few seconds by the contents.

Zhou Zhao said gravely, "If he dared to send it, it must be Third Young Master’s intention. Why would Third Young Master do this?"

Sang Li put down the phone, looked out the window, and sighed faintly.

"What else could it be for?"

It was naturally for Lin Zhiyi.

Sang Li rubbed his forehead, "Zhou Zhao, do you think I made a mistake? Maybe I shouldn’t have let him marry Xiao Ran."

"Young Master, but that’s what Third Young Master owes Miss, right? Besides, even without Miss, there would have been other women. In any case... the Gong Family will never allow Miss Lin to enter the door, nor will they allow Third Young Master to step down from his pedestal," Zhou Zhao said piercingly.

Sang Li stopped his movements, speaking indifferently, "Do as he says."

Zhou Zhao hummed acknowledgment, then noticed another message pop up on the phone.

He continued, "Young Master, you spend a good day with Miss Lin today, I’ll go out for a while."

Sang Li frowned slightly, "Don’t overdo it."