Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 341 He Forgot Everything

Sang Ran had specially asked Ye Feifei to help arrange a resting room while preparing for the party.

Just now, Sang Ran was panicked and was taken by Wen Qing to search on another floor, momentarily forgetting about the resting room.

Now, this room was the only one left unsearched.

When Sang Ran stood at the door, her hand holding the room card was trembling.

But Wen Qing behind her couldn’t wait any longer, snatching the room card and opening the door impatiently.

She explained, "Third Young Master isn’t answering the phone, could he have drunk too much and something happened? A human life is at stake, let’s not delay."

With a click, the door opened.

That distinctly ambiguous atmosphere hit everyone in the face before they even entered the room, causing some to start imagining things.

Wen Qing and Ye Feifei exchanged a glance, and almost without giving Sang Ran a chance to react, they pushed open the door and went in. freēnovelkiss.com

"I really want to see who’s got the audacity to seduce Third Young Master here!" Ye Feifei stormed into the room, unable to contain her anger.

In a place where others might not notice, the corners of her mouth were almost splitting to the back of her head.

However, when she looked at the bed, she froze.

The people at the door thought she saw some indecent scene and got scared.

Wen Qing, supporting the staggering Sang Ran, deliberately said, "It couldn’t be Lin..."

Sang Ran couldn’t listen any longer and rushed over, but her expression was as surprised as Ye Feifei’s.

Wen Qing curled her lips and as she stepped forward, those unsavory words slipped out.

"Lin Zhiyi, you shameless..."

The onlookers who were just standing at the door looking on, immediately thought of previous scandals upon hearing Lin Zhiyi’s name.

Could it really be true?

They all rushed in at once.

After seeing clearly who was on the bed, one of them said, "President Wen, where’s Lin Zhiyi?"

"You should be asking, where is anyone?" another person said.

The bed was indeed messy, but there was not a single person on it.

The room inside was also clean, with no trace of anything inappropriate.

Wen Qing’s eyes widened: "This is impossible!"

"What’s impossible?"

The bathroom door opened, and Gong Chen came out wearing a bathrobe, with a layer of steam still lingering around him.

Sang Ran looked him up and down, but couldn’t see anything unusual.

She subconsciously walked towards the bathroom but was blocked by Gong Chen raising his hand.

"What are you looking for?" he asked coldly.

"I..." Sang Ran bit her lip and turned to look helplessly at Wen Qing beside her.

Wen Qing stepped forward and said, "Third Young Master, Xiao Ran is also afraid that people might misunderstand, after all, the bed doesn’t look like it was used by just one person resting."

"President Wen seems to know quite a bit, then tell me, if it wasn’t just me, who else was here?"

The warmth in Gong Chen’s eyes receded, leaving behind only a cold glint, as if the surrounding heat was instantly congealing.

Under Gong Chen’s gaze, Wen Qing felt her chest tighten.

But she did not want to miss this perfect opportunity.

Ye Feifei personally brought Lin Zhiyi here; if she’s not on the bed, she must be in the bathroom.

Standing tall, Wen Qing asserted with the authority of an elder, "Third Young Master, Lin Zhiyi is also missing, isn’t this too much of a coincidence? I don’t want Xiao Ran to be hurt, so wouldn’t it be better to clear things up?"

After speaking, she tried to push open the bathroom door.

But Gong Chen’s hand did not lower.

He looked at Sang Ran with an unapproachably icy demeanor, "Do you think the same?"

Sang Ran pursed her lips, tacitly agreeing with Wen Qing’s actions.

Gong Chen scoffed coolly, not only did he step aside, but he also personally pushed open the bathroom door.

"Anyone there?"

The bathroom was luxurious but also clear at a glance, with absolutely no place to hide anyone.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then quickly found an excuse for herself: "Third Young Master, Xiao Ran is also concerned about you; you disappeared after drinking, and she feared someone might take advantage of your vulnerability."

Sang Ran reached out to grab Gong Chen’s hand, explaining, "I didn’t think that much, I was just worried that you drank too much and felt unwell."

Gong Chen subtly avoided her hand and turned around to walk into the room. He lazily sat down, putting a cigarette to his lips and lighting it up.

Through the swirling white smoke, he narrowed his eyes and looked towards the bed.

"I just came up to rest because I was drunk."

"Is there... anything else?" Sang Ran asked cautiously.

"No."

Hearing Gong Chen’s reply, not only did Sang Ran breathe a sigh of relief, but Ye Feifei, who was hiding in the crowd, also secretly relaxed.

Her friends really didn’t lie to her—the drug was indeed powerful.

Not only was the process crazy, but afterwards, one’s memory would be as jumbled as a hangover, unable to differentiate between reality and dreams.

Which means Gong Chen would forget everything that happened.

This was exactly the exit strategy Ye Feifei had prepared for herself, so even if Gong Chen felt something was off, he wouldn’t know where to start investigating.

She just hadn’t expected Lin Zhiyi to have escaped.

At a loss, Ye Feifei could only look to Wen Qing, who had orchestrated everything.

But unexpectedly, Wen Qing’s face didn’t show much anger; instead, she subconsciously glanced at her watch.

What is Wen Qing waiting for?

While pondering, Wen Qing smiled and stepped forward to ease the atmosphere.

"Third Young Master, after all, Xiao Ran is just concerned about you. Since it’s all a misunderstanding, just clear things up."

"Everyone else, let’s go downstairs, don’t disturb Xiao Ran and the Third Young Master’s private time."

The crowd respectfully apologized to Gong Chen and prepared to leave the room.

But just as they reached the doorway, Wen Qing’s assistant rushed in.

"President Wen, we need to sign a supplemental agreement for our previous collaboration with Mr. Sang, but I can’t get in touch with Mr. Sang at all."

"Sang Li gone too? Maybe he drank too much? There are many young people here today, drinking a lot is pretty normal, he’s probably gone back to his room to rest too, let’s go look for him."

At this moment, Wen Qing seemed very understanding.

But a careful thought would reveal that she appeared to be leading people to Sang Li’s room.

Sang Ran looked at Wen Qing and raised her hand to point to the other side of the door.

"My brother’s room is right at the very end."

"Then I’ll go take a look."

Wen Qing turned around and led people out.

Meanwhile, Gong Chen pinched out the cigarette and stood up to take a closer look at Sang Ran.

Feeling as if he saw right through her, Sang Ran immediately lowered her head.

...

Wen Qing arrived at the door to Sang Li’s room and pressed the doorbell a few times, but there was no response.

However, there was movement inside.

She turned her head and called out to Sang Ran: "Xiao Ran, don’t you have the master key card? Hurry up and open the door to check; there’s movement inside, but your brother is not responding."

Someone, however, sensed something unusual and reminded her: "President Wen, could it be some other kind of movement? I remember Mr. Sang seemed to have brought a female companion."

But wearing masks, so they didn’t know who it was.

Wen Qing glanced at the crowd and feigned recollection: "Recently, Sang Li has indeed been quite close with Miss Ren from the Gong Family."

"Could it be her?"

The crowd looked at each other in surprise. Are the Gong Family and Sang Family planning to strengthen their ties through marriage?

A shrewd light briefly flickered in the depth of Wen Qing’s eyes as she said with a light smile, "Don’t speculate wildly, what if Sang Li really drank too much and fell over? We can’t take this lightly, Xiao Ran, hurry up and open the door."

Sang Ran, also worried about Sang Li having an accident, quickly pulled out a key card from her bag.

At this moment, Gong Chen raised his hand to rest it on her shoulder.

She paused and turned her head to look at Gong Chen.

Gong Chen’s eyes narrowed dangerously, "Xiao Ran."

Sang Ran clutched the key card tightly, ignoring Gong Chen’s obstruction, and handed the card to Wen Qing.

"I’m worried something happened to my brother."

Her voice was very low, very faint.

She knew that once the door opened, if everything was as Wen Qing said, Lin Zhiyi would have to face what comes next.