Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 337: Ren Xiya Comes Knocking

"Zhiyi, what’s wrong?" Sang Li called out.

Lin Zhiyi regained her composure and put down her phone: "Xiao Ran just confirmed the time for the singles party with me, she said she has prepared a costume party dress for me."

"Costume party? She really took Ye Feifei’s suggestion," Sang Li murmured.

"Ye Feifei? Was the costume party her idea?" Lin Zhiyi asked curiously.

"Yes, I heard from Xiao Ran yesterday. She was originally going to attend a very famous costume party abroad, but couldn’t make it because of an injury, so Ye Feifei wanted to fulfill this wish for her before her wedding."

Mentioning the injury, Lin Zhiyi subconsciously looked at her own hand.

Noticing her gaze, Sang Li immediately said: "If you don’t want to go, I can help you decline Xiao Ran."

"It’s fine, I’ve already agreed to it, so let’s just go."

Lin Zhiyi really did not want to add any displeasure on someone else’s happy day.

Especially since the costume party was related to Ye Feifei, who is good at nothing else but bragging.

Seeing that she agreed, Sang Li didn’t say anything more.

A moment later, he answered a call, the voice on the other end was obviously a woman’s, but he said it was Zhou Zhao asking him to handle some matters.

Lin Zhiyi did not expose him and sent him off.

Feeling bored, she tidied up a bit and when she was downstairs throwing out trash, a car honked twice from across.

She looked up and saw a woman’s face through the car window.

Ren Xiya.

She slowly got out of the car, leaning against the car door and lit a cigarette: "Lin Zhiyi, I’ve started to admire you. Knowing it was me who called Mr. Sang away, you’re not even a bit angry."

"I trust him," Lin Zhiyi stated directly.

"Heh," Ren Xiya scoffed, "Do you trust him or is it for another reason?"

"Miss Ren, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be going."

Lin Zhiyi turned to leave, not expecting Ren Xiya to follow.

"Miss Ren blocked her way: "The café at the entrance of the community isn’t bad, why don’t you treat me to a coffee?"

"Miss Ren, your outfit right now could buy a car, and you’re asking me to buy you coffee?"

Lin Zhiyi didn’t know whether to call her thick-skinned or shameless.

Ren Xiya flicked ash from her cigarette: "If not, I’ll have your boyfriend treat me instead."

Speechless!

Lin Zhiyi walked towards the entrance of the community in her slippers.

"Hold on."

Ren Xiya stopped Lin Zhiyi and took out a pair of flats from the trunk of the car and placed them in front of her.

"..."

Lin Zhiyi looked at Ren Xiya puzzled.

Ren Xiya coldly continued smoking: "Don’t fall later and then complain to Mr. Sang."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi sighed, but still changed into the flats.

The two of them went to the café next to the community.

Ren Xiya toyed with her coffee, clearly showing no intention to drink it.

Lin Zhiyi got straight to the point: "Miss Ren, you’ve come here specifically, what is it?"

"I want you and Mr. Sang to break up."

Ren Xiya, usually silent, startled with her blunt statement.

Lin Zhiyi took a sip of coffee to calm down, then slowly started: "Miss Ren, do you like Mr. Sang?"

Ren Xiya stroked her long hair and nodded: "Yes."

"Really?" Lin Zhiyi stared at her, asking again.

Ren Xiya looked up, her expression cold and steady as she nodded again: "Really."

Lin Zhiyi frowned: "Then you tell Mr. Sang yourself."

At this, Ren Xiya raised an eyebrow and chuckled lightly.

"I’ve laid it all out and your first reaction is not anger. I’m curious, do you really like Mr. Sang? Or is the rumor true? You and..."

Lin Zhiyi banged the coffee cup down forcefully.

"Please don’t spout nonsense, I have nothing to do with Third Young Master!"

"Lin Zhiyi, who did I even mention? Your reaction is even bigger than when I said I liked Mr. Sang," Ren Xiya leaned back, questioning.

Lin Zhiyi finally realized she had been played by Ren Xiya.

She pursed her lips and said coldly, "My affairs are none of your business, you’ve got the wrong person."

"I’m not here to discuss matters with you, Lin Zhiyi, you should know, you can’t win against me."

Ren Xiya toyed with the coffee cup, her dark eyes suddenly turning cold.

Lin Zhiyi held her breath slightly, for a moment she even thought she was hallucinating, she had seen this kind of look in Gong Chen’s eyes too.

In a daze, a waitress came over to deliver the dessert from the set meal.

As one waiter raised his hand, Ren Xiya instinctively dodged, her expression quite bizarre.

Even the waiter was startled by her reaction, making it seem as if someone had hit her.

Out of consideration for wearing flats, Lin Zhiyi quickly stood up to shield Ren Xiya.

"I’ll take it."

The waiter nodded and walked away after delivering the dessert.

Lin Zhiyi placed the dessert in front of Ren Xiya and spoke gently, "This dessert is very tasty, give it a try."

Ren Xiya looked at the dessert in front of her, then at Lin Zhiyi, her smile somewhat complex.

She took a spoonful and tasted it, nodding, "It is indeed good."

Lin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking about how to probe her intentions next, but in the next second, she smashed the beautiful and delicate dessert into a sloppy mess.

The strawberry jam was like fresh blood, spilled over the table.

Yet she played with it emotionlessly with her spoon: "Lin Zhiyi, no wonder he cares so much about you."

Lin Zhiyi swept her gaze over the ’bloody and messy’ dessert, trying her best to calm herself down: "You’re mistaken."

"Is it me who is mistaken, or you don’t want to believe it?"

"..."

"Lin Zhiyi, a piece of advice for you, don’t go to any singles parties to join in the fun, otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude."

Ren Xiya planted the spoon in the dessert, wiped the jam from her fingertips with a napkin, and left with a cold laugh.

Lin Zhiyi watched her in a daze, unable to discern whether she was friends or foes for a moment.

Only when the unique aroma under her nose gradually dissipated did she finally regain her senses.

By then, Ren Xiya’s figure had already disappeared.

The mention of the singles party by Ren Xiya lingered in Lin Zhiyi’s mind.

What’s wrong with the singles party?

A foreboding feeling enveloped her heart.

After much thought, Lin Zhiyi decided to decline Sang Ran’s invitation.

But just as she called Sang Ran, she received an incoming call from a stranger.

"Is this Lin Zhiyi? Your local express delivery, please sign for it."

"Wait for me a moment, I’ll be right there."

Lin Zhiyi quickly went back to sign for the package.

Upon opening it, she found a dress for the singles party.

It was evident that Sang Ran had put a lot of effort into it, not only the size but also the style suited her well, and she even wrote a note by hand.

"Zhiyi, you must come."

Lin Zhiyi lifted the dress, pulling out a red velvet box from inside.

Opening the box, it contained a pair of ruby teardrop earrings.

Sang Ran was really taking this too seriously.

This left Lin Zhiyi unable to utter a rejection, only managing to painstakingly type out two words on her phone after much deleting.

"Thank you."

...

Meanwhile.

Ye Feifei leaned closer to Sang Ran’s phone: "Did Lin Zhiyi agree?"

"Yes," Sang Ran nodded, hesitating, "Feifei, is this really okay? I only prepared a dress for her, what if at that time..."

"What’s wrong with that? You’re almost married to Third Young Master, do you still want to be gossiped about Third Young Master and Lin Zhiyi’s scandal? We are just letting her face the reality," Ye Feifei persuaded, holding her hand.

Sang Ran clenched her smartphone, looking at the dress in the box, her selfish desires eventually overcoming everything.

It was indeed time to end it all.