Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 349: No Need to Attend the Wedding

When Lin Zhiyi got home, Sang Li was already waiting at the door.

He was on the phone and when he saw her, he said softly, "I’ve seen her."

Then he hung up the phone.

Sang Li walked up to Lin Zhiyi and, seeing her blood-stained clothes, spoke gently, "Are you alright?"

Lin Zhiyi nodded, her voice hoarse: "Yeah."

Sang Li took out a handkerchief and reached out to wipe the blood off Lin Zhiyi’s neck.

Lin Zhiyi dodged slightly, and he stopped mid-air, changing the subject, "Let’s go inside first, shall we have a good talk?"

Lin Zhiyi didn’t refuse, she opened the door and saw the messy room and the bloodstains on the floor, but she walked in calmly, as if she didn’t see them.

Sang Li watched this scene with deep furrowed brows.

"The sofa is not fit to sit on, sit in the dining room first. I’ll go change my clothes," Lin Zhiyi said expressionlessly as she headed to the bedroom, oblivious to everything around her.

Sang Li sensed that something was wrong: "Zhiyi..."

Lin Zhiyi ignored him and went straight back to her room.

By the time she came out, Sang Li had tidied up the room, and the traces of blood on the floor were almost gone.

There was even a freshly brewed cup of tea on the table.

Sang Li stood by the table with his sleeves rolled up, "I’m not good at this, but I could only do so much."

Lin Zhiyi clenched her injured hand, nervously saying, "You don’t have to do this, we’ve already broken up."

Sang Li pulled her down to sit and placed the cup in her palm, signaling her to take a drink first.

"Zhiyi, at least give me a chance to explain the reasons and consequences clearly," he said.

"Your hand was actually injured by bodyguards bribed by the old master, aiming to make you hate the Third Young Master."

"Chen Jin couldn’t stand it, took Zhou Zhao and Li Huan to settle the score with the bodyguards, but unexpectedly discovered the plan of Wen Qing and the old master."

Lin Zhiyi’s eyes flickered as she asked, "Ren Xiya? The old master wanted her to marry you?"

"Yes."

Sang Li nodded affirmatively, augmenting the entire story.

Ren Xiya’s mother, Ren Xue, was forcibly brought back to the country and detained by the old master, threatening Ren Xiya to return home and disrupt the relationship between Lin Zhiyi and Sang Li.

Ren Xiya was actually a very ambitious woman. Whether in studies or in performance, she was always the best.

But she was dragged down by her addicted mother, forced to stay by the old master’s side and cope.

"The Third Young Master told me about your mother meeting Ren Xiya when the old master was injured horseback riding. In fact, that time, the old master wanted to introduce Ren Xiya to a man whose wife was seriously ill," explained Sang Li.

"Ah?" Lin Zhiyi uttered in confusion, "Bereavement?"

"Not dead yet," Sang Li shook his head.

"..."

Lin Zhiyi thought of Ren Xiya, who suddenly broke down in distress.

No wonder it was like this—a mother addicted to drugs, an unfeeling father.

Sang Li continued, "But the horse falling accident, coupled with your mother’s appearance, left the matter unresolved."

Upon reflection, Lin Zhiyi understood the deeper meaning of his words.

"You’re trying to tell me that the Third Young Master stepped in to warn my mother not to talk carelessly, fearing her knowledge would be too extensive and that the old master..."

"Thankfully, your mother is simple by nature and doesn’t think too much, which is why everything has been peaceful so far. As soon as Ren Xiya entered the country, the Third Young Master had people intercept her. I cooperated with her to create a false impression for the old master, and the Third Young Master took responsibility for finding her mother. The Third Young Master asked me to keep you in the dark, not just because of Ren Xiya’s special identity, but also because drug addiction is a crime in our country. If it were connected with you, I’m sure the old master would do everything he could to blame you for it, resolving both you and Ren Xiya and her mother," he explained earnestly.

Sang Li looked at Lin Zhiyi intently.

Lin Zhiyi said coldly, "He was afraid I’d use the matter of Ren Xiya and her mother to threaten him, destroying the good man image he’s built over half his lifetime of being a widower without remarrying."

"Yes."

"But he already knows Ren Xiya told me everything," Lin Zhiyi said worriedly.

As she finished speaking, Sang Li held Lin Zhiyi’s hand tightly.

"Don’t break up with me; he doesn’t dare to oppose my Sang Family openly."

"No." Lin Zhiyi withdrew her hand and immediately refused, "This will implicate you, and you’ve been very kind to me, done enough. I can’t use you."

Sang Li stared at her, gently saying: "How do you know I don’t have selfish motives? Zhiyi, I know there’s always been a hurdle in your heart, let me help you cross it, okay? Don’t push me away."

"This is actually what I wanted to tell you after the singles party ended."

He slightly smiled, his phoenix eyes curving like the warm sun of spring, the gentle arc of his lips dispersing the chill around them.

He is a gentle person.

Lin Zhiyi knew his goodness, so she couldn’t drag him down.

She shook her head bitterly: "I can’t, I already... don’t deserve it."

She pressed her lips tightly, unwilling to recall the events of that night.

It seemed like she was the only one who remembered all the pain.

And that person didn’t care at all.

Sang Li saw the knot in her heart.

"That day, Ye Feifei used Xiao Ran’s toast to drug Third Young Master’s drink, causing strong hallucinations and memory gaps, so he doesn’t remember what happened at all."

"Zhiyi, since he has forgotten, why don’t you forget as well? Do you plan to punish yourself for life?"

Lin Zhiyi was stunned.

She had always thought that Gong Chen pretended that nothing happened just to protect Ren Xiya’s identity.

That way, her disheveled appearance in Sang Li’s room conveniently became a shield for Ren Xiya, and Wen Qing had no moves left to play.

She did not expect that he truly didn’t remember anything at all.

Lin Zhiyi subconsciously touched her own hand that hadn’t much feeling.

For a moment, she didn’t know whether to hate him or pity herself.

Sang Li patted her restless hand: "I have already contacted a nerve specialist, they say that your condition isn’t hopeless, there are still many possibilities for your future."

His words filled Lin Zhiyi’s eyes with hope.

He spoke softly: "Look, we’re both trying to get better."

Lin Zhiyi broke into a smile through her tears: "I don’t even know how to refuse you when you put it like that."

"Hungry? Let’s go out to eat. I’ll have Zhou Zhao get someone to deep clean here, and everything will be the same as before when you come back."

Sang Li stood up and looked at Lin Zhiyi, emphasizing something in his words.

The same as before.

Can we really go back to before?

Lin Zhiyi understood his intentions, and did not want to let down his sincerity.

But just as she was about to nod, she hesitated and said: "Shouldn’t I go downstairs to take a look? The neighbor downstairs is from abroad and very familiar with guns. If there’s another police report, I won’t be able to explain it."

"Don’t worry, before Third Young Master entered the building, he had Chen Jin clear out this entire building, no one will know what happened."

Sang Li took Lin Zhiyi’s hand and walked towards the door.

Just as Lin Zhiyi was relieved, upon opening the door, there stood a courier outside.

"Miss Lin Zhiyi?"

"That’s me." Lin Zhiyi nodded.

"You have a package that requires your personal signature."

The courier handed over a package envelope.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at the sender, Sang Ran.

"Xiao Ran? What has she sent you?" Sang Li leaned over to take a look.

Lin Zhiyi shook her head and immediately opened the package envelope, tipping out two wedding rings.

They were the wedding rings she designed for Sang Ran and Gong Chen.

Inside the envelope, there was also a card.

’Take care of your injuries, no need to attend the wedding. Thank you.’