Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 367 She’s Dying

It was Jiang Fen.

She sat quietly, her made-up face as young and exquisite as when she left Jing City.

But she seemed different from the eloquent Aunt Jiang in memory.

Perhaps sensing someone looking at her, she slightly lifted her head to meet Lin Zhiyi’s gaze from outside the door.

Her eyes were filled with the weariness of life, lacking the spirited look that Liu He spoke of from making a fortune.

After all, Liu He had dealt with so many wealthy ladies; it was impossible for her to be deceived by such eyes.

As Lin Zhiyi tried to get a clearer look, the police closed the door.

She could only hasten her steps to catch up with Gong Shiyan.

"Uncle, wait a moment."

"What’s wrong?" Gong Shiyan seemed somewhat anxious.

"Uncle, could you please check on Aunt Jiang? I mean, things about her before she returned to Jing City."

Lin Zhiyi thought Jiang Fen from just now was very strange.

Gong Shiyan was about to nod when he was interrupted by Sang Li’s voice.

"No need to check, she’s dying." Sang Li’s expression was tense as he passed on Jiang Fen’s information, "Terminal liver cancer, she doesn’t have long."

Lin Zhiyi incredulously accepted a thin piece of paper, which detailed everything that had happened to Jiang Fen after she left Jing City.

She thought she married well, but who knew her husband would end up losing everything.

Her son then got leukemia, she desperately made money, and as a result, she fell ill herself.

When she returned to Jing City, she turned into a sophisticated urban woman.

After all, she was once Liu He’s colleague and had seen many wealthy people’s mannerisms, which she learned quite convincingly.

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips; she pitied Aunt Jiang’s life, but she could not sympathize.

Just because she was dying, did that mean she had to drag someone down with her?

She stared at the paper, pointing to the words "her son": "If we find her son, does it mean... ?"

"Zhiyi, she has no intention of leaving alive. A dying person’s words are kind, which will only lead more people to believe her framing accusations against your mother."

"So I’m just supposed to watch my mom go to jail?" Lin Zhiyi said helplessly.

It seemed as if some force was marching ahead of her, driving everything.

Gong Shiyan furrowed his brow: "There is a way to delay it though."

Lin Zhiyi eagerly asked, "What way?" ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"Right now they’re accusing your mother of fraud, but if it was really an investment, then the nature of the whole thing changes," Gong Shiyan analyzed.

Lin Zhiyi caught on, "Find the project owner."

"No need." Sang Li interjected.

"Why?" Lin Zhiyi looked at him, puzzled.

"The project was just transferred." Sang Li meaningfully glanced at Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi’s eyes trembled, "Transferred to whom? Wasn’t it said that this project is almost a failed one? Who would take over such a clearly unprofitable business?"

That depends on who it is.

Sang Li pondered for a few seconds, ultimately choosing to conceal the truth.

"We currently don’t know who the other party is; rashly approaching them would only spook them. Better to start the investigation from Second Madam’s side."

Lin Zhiyi felt his analysis was correct, and nodded, "That’s true, I was too anxious."

Sang Li comforted her while casting a complex look at Gong Shiyan.

Gong Shiyan instantly understood the implication behind his words.

"Zhiyi, you and Mr. Sang go back first. I will take the lawyer to negotiate with the police. That woman surnamed Yang is clearly up to no good with her entanglement, it’s not wise to make a big fuss for now."

Lin Zhiyi recalled Aunt Yang’s look on her, too purposeful.

It felt like she was determined to drag her down.

"Uncle, we will head back first then."

"Mm."

Lin Zhiyi and Sang Li turned to leave.

Gong Shiyan immediately summoned his assistant: "Go find out where Lao San is."

...

Lin Zhiyi returned to the apartment in a daze, accompanied by Sang Li.

The elevator doors opened.

A pungent smell caused the pregnant Lin Zhiyi to cough incessantly due to her heightened sense of smell.

"Cough cough cough..."

Sang Li stepped out of the elevator before Lin Zhiyi, blocking her way.

In the next second, Sister Zhou’s voice could be heard.

"Mr. Sang? Where’s Zhiyi?"

Lin Zhiyi quickly covered her mouth and nose with her sleeve and walked out of the elevator. Before she could say anything in response, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.

Red paint had been splashed on her apartment door with the words "Pay Back the Money" written across the wall.

The paint wasn’t even dry yet, with red dripping beneath each character looking as startling as fresh blood.

Even Sister Zhou had been affected by the vandalism.

At that moment, Sister Zhou, with her sleeves rolled up and wearing a mask, was attempting to remove the paint from the wall using alcohol as instructed by tutorials found online.

The combination of both odors in the corridor was akin to toxic gas.

Upon seeing the two of them, Sister Zhou quickly offered them masks.

"Zhiyi, what on earth happened here? I saw several suspicious people running away as soon as I returned."

Lin Zhiyi had not anticipated that they would even know where she lived.

Her throat felt incredibly dry, and she could not utter a word.

She felt like a prey stuck in a spider’s web, being pushed step by step into a dead end.

Just as she was about to run out of breath, Sang Li supported her.

He said to Sister Zhou, "Let’s go inside; I’ll arrange for someone to come and clean this up."

Sister Zhou nodded and opened the door for Lin Zhiyi.

Upon smelling the familiar scent of her home, Lin Zhiyi immediately rushed to the window to open it and began to breathe heavily.

Sang Li continued, "Miss Zhou, could you help Zhiyi pack a few sets of clothes? I would like to take her away from here for the time being."

Sister Zhou was taken aback but quickly nodded, "Okay, okay, I understand."

When Sister Zhou went into the bedroom, Sang Li approached Lin Zhiyi.

"Zhou Zhao has arranged the bodyguards; you will stay at my place for now."

Listening to his voice filled with concern, Lin Zhiyi’s emotions became even more tumultuous and she couldn’t calm down.

She always felt like she was dragging others down.

Yet, she was sure she had done nothing wrong.

Thinking this, she suddenly pushed Sang Li away, turned around, and ran into the bedroom to take out the property deed, some checks, and the unused beauty salon card for madams.

"I will convert all these to cash to pay off part of the debt."

Sang Li looked at her reddened eyes and raised his hand to hold her arms: "Zhiyi, calm down. This money is just a drop in the bucket. Besides, wouldn’t you be admitting that your mother conned others if you start paying the debt?"

Lin Zhiyi came back to her senses, her shoulders drooping, knowing better than anyone that she was acting out of panic.

"I’m sorry."

At the moment, Sister Zhou had just finished packing a small bag and walked out.

She comforted her, "Zhiyi, you should leave with Mr. Sang for now. If there’s any news here, I’ll let you know."

Lin Zhiyi looked at the bag and shook her head: "No need, I can take care of myself."

"Huh?"

Sister Zhou was clearly taken aback, unsure whether to hand over the bag or not.

However, she still noticed the unusual expression on Lin Zhiyi’s face.

She placed the bag on the coffee table and said with a smile, "I’ll go pour you a glass of water; you two talk first."

Sister Zhou tactfully went to the kitchen.

Sang Li looked at Lin Zhiyi, puzzled: "You don’t need to overthink. My security system is pretty good. If you are afraid of idle gossip, I can go to the hotel first."

"No, you’ve done enough already."

Overwhelmed by guilt, Lin Zhiyi looked down, at a loss for words.

Because she wanted to break up.

Perhaps this may also be considered a timely cut for Sang Li.