Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 340 You Clearly Care So Much About Me

Chapter 340: Chapter 340 You Clearly Care So Much About Me ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Gong Chen’s kiss landed heavily, filled with intense possessiveness.

Lin Zhiyi struggled fiercely, but the person before her remained unmoved and even became increasingly presumptuous.

When her lips were forcefully pried open, Lin Zhiyi resisted with her hand, only to have it grasped and pinned high above her head with one hand.

Click.

Her back hit the switch, and in an instant, the entire room plunged into darkness.

Only the flickering lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows elongated the intertwined silhouettes.

Lin Zhiyi’s wrists were numb, and before she could recover, she was lifted up by someone.

A sense of shame made Lin Zhiyi resist desperately, accidentally bumping into her injured hand.

"Ugh..."

As she whimpered in pain, her voice was muffled by the man’s mouth.

In an instant, grievance and humiliation filled her eyes, becoming more seductive under the changing lights of the high-rises outside the window.

The man paused his breathing, slightly parted lips, stared deeply at her, and raised his other hand to wipe the corner of her eye.

Lin Zhiyi forcefully avoided his touch, angrily saying, "Let me go!"

As the words fell.

The momentarily paused light outside the window cast upon Gong Chen’s face, making his usually indifferent handsome face terrifyingly obsessive.

In his dark eyes, unresolved desire hovered on the brink of reason.

Lin Zhiyi instantly thought of that crazy night long ago.

Gong Chen was drugged.

She struggled even harder: "Go away! Don’t touch me!"

Gong Chen’s eyes flashed, his Adam’s apple rolled visibly, he said hoarsely, "Why can’t I? Why can’t I! You clearly care so much about me!"

"I don’t care! I don’t care about you!" Lin Zhiyi turned her head and shouted with all her might.

Even though there were only two people in the room, it was as if she shouted for everyone to hear.

"Liar. You forgot me? Then what did you call me just now? ’Uncle’? Do you know you always get it wrong when you’re anxious?" Gong Chen lowered his head, pressing against Lin Zhiyi’s forehead, "Hmm?"

His voice was low and dangerous, his breath scorchingly hot on her face, causing her heart to pound violently.

Lin Zhiyi held her breath, turned her head to stare at the abyss in his dark eyes: "I’ve forgotten you, and I don’t care about..."

Before she could finish speaking, Gong Chen kissed her thoroughly, with a force that made hearts tremble, and in that moment, all reason faded away, leaving only primal instincts akin to a wild beast.

"Liar, liar..." he repeated, his words slurred.

As he leaned forward, Lin Zhiyi’s face turned deathly pale. "I hate you! I hate you to death!" she cried out.

"Hate? Then keep hating... just don’t forget me, alright?"

Gong Chen went mad.

When Lin Zhiyi’s consciousness returned, she found herself lying in bed...

"Zhiyi, Zhiyi..."

The man’s voice was hoarse and discordant.

Lin Zhiyi trembled all over.

Finally, she fainted.

In a daze, someone propped her up and dressed her.

As the soft fabric glided over her skin, the ambiguous purple marks all ached.

Her eyebrows furrowed, but she was unable to fully open her eyes, only managing to see the silhouette of a woman cleaning up the mess.

But she recognized the scent of the woman.

Ren Xiya.

When Lin Zhiyi got up from the bed, she still fell into Ren Xiya’s arms in pain.

Ren Xiya gritted her teeth and carried Lin Zhiyi on her back, sneered: "Fulfilling you two, yet it’s my own bad luck."

Walking out of the secret door, she vented by kicking the collapsed Ye Feifei on the ground.

Ye Feifei didn’t know that all her actions were under Ren Xiya’s watchful eye.

She also didn’t know that from the beginning to the end, Wen Qing had no intention of helping her.

Drugging today was nothing more than Wen Qing using her as a scapegoat to confirm the scandalous fact about Lin Zhiyi drugging Gong Chen to get into his bed.

In this way, the Sang Family would not recognize Lin Zhiyi as Sang Li’s girlfriend, and the Gong Family could deal with her openly and legitimately.

No one would help Lin Zhiyi anymore.

Even if Gong Chen investigated later, he would only trace it back to Ye Feifei.

The Ye Family would definitely try their best to protect Ye Feifei, and in the end, it would be Lin Zhiyi who gets hurt, completing her fate.

However, Wen Qing’s original plan was to catch them in the act before anything happened, so that Sang Ran wouldn’t get hurt, and it wouldn’t affect the marriage between the Sang Family and the Gong Family.

It’s just that... Wen Qing probably didn’t expect that Ye Feifei didn’t trust her and actually gave Gong Chen the strongest drug.

This drug is so potent that even ten bulls couldn’t withstand it.

Ye Feifei wanted to make things irreversible, so that Sang Li would never cherish Lin Zhiyi again.

As for what role Ren Xiya played...

The others will know very soon.

After settling Lin Zhiyi, Ren Xiya used her phone to send a text message to Sang Li.

Then she deliberately slowed down the time on Ye Feifei’s phone, woke her up, and quickly slipped into the room behind the secret door, intentionally making some noise.

Ye Feifei rubbed her head; she only remembered being tripped over something and then falling down and passing out.

She glanced at the leg of the chair near her foot and clicked her tongue.

After standing up, she heard noises coming from next door and a calculating smile formed on her lips.

Now, everything was set in stone, and no one could reverse it.

She glanced at the time again; it was just right.

Thinking this, Ye Feifei lifted her skirt and ran out of the room.

After the silence, Ren Xiya opened the secret door and snorted coldly before leaving as well.

...

Ye Feifei touched up her makeup before returning to the hall, and shortly after walking a few steps, she saw Sang Ran and Wen Qing seemingly looking for something.

She immediately approached them, and Wen Qing showed a displeased expression instantly.

"Miss Ye, didn’t you say you would come to look for Xiao Ran in a bit? She has been waiting for you for a long time."

Ye Feifei pouted, sneering inwardly; was it such a big deal to make them wait just twenty minutes longer?

Was it necessary to speak so gravely?

But she didn’t show it on her face; she smiled and explained, "Xiao Ran, I’m sorry, my skirt was dirtied by Lin Zhiyi just now, so I went to change it."

The moment she finished speaking, Sang Ran seized her hand, her voice urgent, "Where’s Zhiyi?"

Ye Feifei glanced at Wen Qing before feigning surprise, "Didn’t Lin Zhiyi come over earlier? Didn’t you see her?"

Sang Ran looked towards the hall, where everyone was wearing masks, and countless faces flickered before her eyes, yet she felt inexplicably irritated.

Wen Qing supported her, seemingly off-handedly noting, "Third Young Master hasn’t been seen since he finished his drink on stage; Xiao Ran has been looking for him for a long time."

Ye Feifei exaggeratedly said, "What a coincidence? I hope nothing bad has happened?"

"Feifei, don’t talk nonsense!" Wen Qing cut off Ye Feifei’s words while her eyes kept watch on Sang Ran’s increasingly pale complexion.

She knew Sang Ran wouldn’t be able to sit still.

The so-called singles party was also Wen Qing’s plan, convincing Ye Feifei to persuade Sang Ran to host it, in order to ostracize Lin Zhiyi from the entire wealthy circle of the city today.

Liu He, that shameless woman, would also be implicated.

In the future, Gong Shı Yan would understand how embarrassing it was to take Liu He out in public.

Ye Feifei pursed her lips, then took Sang Ran by the arm, "Xiao Ran, since there is no one in the hall, why don’t we look somewhere else? Where else could Third Young Master go?"

Sang Ran suddenly thought of something, let go of Ye Feifei, and rushed out of the hall straight towards the elevator.

Ye Feifei and Wen Qing exchanged glances before following her.

During this time, Ye Feifei deliberately shouted loudly.

"Xiao Ran! Don’t panic! Third Young Master is such a big guy; he couldn’t have just disappeared!"

The moment her voice rang out, several people around heard it, and they immediately sensed the whiff of gossip.

"Third Young Master disappeared?"

"Ever since he stepped off the stage, he hasn’t been with Miss Sang. Could something have happened between them?"

"Let’s go, follow them and see."

Suddenly, seven or eight people followed.

Although not that many, it was enough.

Perhaps before the singles party is even over, the news will have spread throughout the entire circle.