Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 336: How Much Money Did Third Young Master Give You?

Chapter 336: Chapter 336: How Much Money Did Third Young Master Give You?

When Lin Zhiyi returned home, Sister Zhou had already prepared the meal.

She asked somewhat surprised, "Sister Zhou, aren’t you working today either?"

Sister Zhou’s hand, holding the dish, paused for a moment, and she explained with her head down, "I have a lot of leave days, so my boss simply told me to take a couple more days off."

"Hmm."

Lin Zhiyi washed her hands to eat.

Just as she sat down, Sister Zhou brought over a bowl of pigeon soup, which also contained tonic Chinese herbs.

Lin Zhiyi had seen maids stewing soup at the Gong Family house, and although she didn’t recognize all of them, she could identify one of the Chinese herbs worth six figures.

She fished out a flake-like substance with a spoon, "Sister Zhou, am I dying? You’ve even served me deer antler."

"Don’t talk nonsense." Sister Zhou served her a piece of rib and cleared her throat to explain, "Pigeon soup with deer antler is very good for bone injuries, and it can also... nourish the kidneys. Women need that too. With such a handsome and strong boyfriend, you can’t just look without doing anything, right?"

Saying so, Sister Zhou winked at Lin Zhiyi.

"You’re the one who should stop talking nonsense." Lin Zhiyi lowered her head to drink the soup.

Sister Zhou couldn’t help but chuckle, but she felt a sense of relief inside.

After drinking half a bowl of soup, Lin Zhiyi fiddled with the deer antler slice and asked indifferently, "Sister Zhou, how much money did Third Young Master give you?"

Sister Zhou was startled, and her chopsticks dropped.

"You, you know about it? Actually, I didn’t want to deceive you, but Third Young Master instructed me not to tell you. He said you like to tough it out and always report only the good news and not the worries to your mom, so he asked me to take extra care of you."

"He’s quite nice to you, gave me a lot of nourishment ingredients, told me to cook different dishes for you every day..."

Lin Zhiyi interrupted with a downturned gaze, "What if I ended up like this because of him?"

Sister Zhou gasped, flustered, "I, I don’t know."

"Sister Zhou, I don’t want to have anything to do with him anymore." Lin Zhiyi set down her bowl and turned around, "Thank you for your trouble, it won’t be necessary anymore."

Sister Zhou looked at the table full of dishes, her expression solemn.

At the other end.

Gong Chen, who was busy with work, received a refund notification.

’Third Young Master, I can’t help you.’

Chen Jin, who was beside him handing over documents, immediately pulled out her phone, "I’ll check on Miss Lin’s health."

The message had just been sent when an exclamation mark appeared next to the text.

Chen Jin said awkwardly, "Miss Lin has blocked me."

Gong Chen picked up his own phone and opened the chat window, but his finger never moved to send a message.

Chen Jin knew he was afraid of seeing a red exclamation mark on his screen as well.

As long as he pretended not to know, everything would seem as before.

Sigh.

...

Lin Zhiyi took a nap in the afternoon and when she woke up, the doorbell rang.

Upon opening the door, Sang Li stood outside with piping hot pastries.

"With so many meals in a day, my injury might heal but I’ll also gain ten pounds," she muttered.

"That means I’ve nourished you well. They just came out of the oven, eat them while they’re hot."

Sang Li entered the house.

Lin Zhiyi nodded with a smile, but the next second, she could no longer smile.

She smelled a very special perfume on Sang Li, the same scent she had smelled on Ren Xiya last time.

She paused for a moment, looking at the man who was concerned about her, not knowing how to ask.

At that moment, Sang Li came out of the kitchen with two plates, only to see Lin Zhiyi still standing there, stunned.

"What’s wrong?"

Lin Zhiyi shook her head to regain her senses and moved forward to take the plates, "Let me."

Sang Li blocked her, "Just sit down and wait to eat. I’ll brew another pot of tea for you, just right to cut the grease."

"Thank you."

Just as Lin Zhiyi sat down and was about to eat, that unfamiliar number sent her another photo.

It was an image of Sang Li and Ren Xiya entering and leaving a place together.

Ren Xiya seemed to have said something funny, both of them looking very happy.

At this point, Sang Li came over, carrying tea.

"What are you looking at? You’re spaced out."

Lin Zhiyi closed her phone, took a bite of the pastry, and commented, "This pastry is not as delicious as the last time. I feel like there’s an extra flavor to it."

"Flavor?" Sang Li asked with suspicion.

Lin Zhiyi passed the pastry to him, "Don’t believe me? Smell it."

Sang Li leaned down to smell it and suddenly realized something.

"You know I’ve seen Ren Xiya?"

"Yes, her scent is very distinctive, hard to forget," Lin Zhiyi calmly explained.

Sang Li stared at her for a moment and asked, "Are you angry?"

Lin Zhiyi replied subconsciously, "No, was she looking for you for something?"

What seemed like an ordinary question led to a long silence at the dining table.

"Zhiyi, you should be angry," Sang Li said in a low voice.

"I... I just don’t want to misunderstand you," Lin Zhiyi stammered in explanation.

Sang Li reached out and held her hand, "It’s okay, take your time. I’m just hoping you’d be a little jealous of me. Aren’t you afraid someone will steal me away?"

He half-jokingly dissolved the awkwardness at hand.

Lin Zhiyi reciprocated the hold on his hand, looking into his eyes, "I trust my judgment and besides, the way things are now, whatever choice you make wouldn’t be wrong. I will respect it."

Sang Li said earnestly, "I also trust my choice."

The two exchanged a smile, as if the awkwardness from moments ago never happened.

Sang Li poured more tea for Lin Zhiyi, "Ren Xiya indeed came to talk to me about some matters, this also has to do with..."

Lin Zhiyi was listening intently when her phone rang.

It was a call from Sang Ran.

"Zhiyi, I just sent you the time and location for the bachelor party, did you see it?"

Lin Zhiyi glanced at WeChat, "I just saw it."

The time was the evening the day after tomorrow, at the Lang Yue Hotel.

With both the Sang Family and the Gong Family having too many people, they booked the entire hotel for Sang Ran’s pre-wedding party.

The message even included performance times for several domestic bands and the hotel’s entertainment facilities on different floors.

Lin Zhiyi had previously thought the pre-wedding party would just involve sitting together for a meal and maybe going to a KTV to sing.

Poverty really did limit her imagination.

Sang Ran reminded her, "The bachelor party at dawn is a masquerade ball. It’s sure to be fun." ƒгeewёbnovel.com

"Masquerade ball? I’m not really familiar with it, maybe I shouldn’t go," Lin Zhiyi felt like an outsider and preferred to decline.

Sang Ran lowered her voice, "Didn’t we agree already? I’ve even prepared a dress for you. My brother will be there too, won’t you come as his girlfriend?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi could only agree.

"Alright."

"Then I’ll have someone courier the dress to you."

"Thank you."

Just as Lin Zhiyi was about to hang up, she heard a rustling sound from Sang Ran’s end, like the friction of a phone being placed somewhere.

Probably Sang Ran hadn’t hung up the call and just left her phone aside.

Immediately after, Sang Ran’s coquettish voice was heard.

"Third Young Master, this soup with the added herbal medicine is really bitter, it’s a waste of such expensive ingredients on me."

Herbal nourishing soup?

Lin Zhiyi thought of the pigeon and deer antler soup from noon and gripped her phone tightly.

A scornful laugh bubbled up inside her. Gong Chen’s heart was indeed ’broad’.

"Drink it."

The man’s deep and magnetic voice slowly resounded as if cooing a child to take medicine.

Sang Ran continued, "Then after I drink it, I want the pastries you brought back last time, called Zui Yue Xuan."

Hearing that, Lin Zhiyi subconsciously looked at the box on the table, clearly labeled Zui Yue Xuan.

It was the store she had posted in her Moments about wanting to try not long ago.

Lin Zhiyi immediately hung up the call, unwilling to listen any further.