Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 375: I Want Something From You

When Liu He was mentioned, Lin Zhiyi stopped in her tracks.

Old Mr. Gong indeed had the ability to save Liu He, but he certainly came prepared with a plan.

Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and slowly turned around in the wind.

"Just say what you have to say. There’s no need to beat around the bush."

Old Mr. Gong glanced at her and cut straight to the point: "I need something from your body."

From her body?

Lin Zhiyi lowered her gaze and looked at herself. Nothing on her could even buy one of the old man’s car emblems.

She truly had no idea what he could possibly need from her.

She pressed her lips together and asked, "What is it?"

The old man’s shrewd eyes swept over Lin Zhiyi’s body. "Half of your liver."

"..."

Lin Zhiyi froze in place, momentarily thinking she had misheard.

Liver!

Is that even something you can just give away?

A gust of evening wind brought with it a chill, making Lin Zhiyi shudder. She instantly snapped back to reality and put some distance between herself and the car.

"Why do you need a liver?"

"It’s for Xiao Ran," the old man said, his tone filled with self-righteousness.

Raindrops began to patter against Lin Zhiyi as if sprinkling her back into the past.

Back then, Old Mr. Gong orchestrated a kidney transplant for Song Wanqiu’s son, allowing Song Wanqiu and Li He to murder her daughter behind the scenes.

Now, for Sang Ran, he was demanding half of her liver.

In his eyes, whether it was her or Xingxing, they seemed to be nothing more than convenient tools to be used and discarded at will.

For him, she and her daughter were no better than ants, existing solely to serve those high above them.

Thinking of Xingxing, Lin Zhiyi felt cold to her core. Her trembling hands instinctively wanted to touch her abdomen but hesitated for fear of revealing anything to the old man.

She could only clench her fists, forcing herself to stay composed.

Her pregnancy must never be discovered by the old man.

She drew in a sharp, cold breath, her nasal passages stinging painfully. "I won’t agree. Don’t waste your efforts trying."

The old man snorted coldly. "Your mother has always gone to great lengths for you, yet I didn’t expect you to be so ungrateful."

"Since you think so highly of my mother, why have you made her life such a struggle? Are you afraid people might find out something?" Lin Zhiyi mocked coldly.

The car she called was only a few minutes away. She just needed to stall for time, then she could hop in and escape.

Lin Zhiyi’s words successfully enraged the old man.

He turned angrily. "It seems you truly don’t intend to save your mother. In that case, I’ll see that her sentence is decided sooner rather than later."

"What gives you the right to do this?" Lin Zhiyi leaned against the car window, her breath uneven. "You don’t like us, so we left the Gong Family. What more do you want from us?"

"So what if you’ve left? Can it erase the fact that you were once part of the Gong Family? You’re like a blemish on a priceless scroll—no matter how expensive the painting, your presence devalues it!" the old man sneered lightly.

"So no matter what we do now, you won’t let us go, will you?" Lin Zhiyi gripped the car door tightly.

Old Mr. Gong wore a look of cold detachment, as if he held control over life and death. "I told you, as long as you agree to donate half of your liver, I will help your mother. Otherwise..."

This wasn’t a choice. It was a threat.

Lin Zhiyi took a step back, glaring at the old man with a cold smirk.

"I’m starting to look forward to the day when we mutually destroy each other. After all, with my mother and me already having such tarnished reputations, I wonder if you can bear the disgrace of your own ruined legacy."

With that, she turned and walked away, not bothering to waste another word on him.

"Do you really think you can escape? You’ve heard about Gong Chen taking on the failed development project, haven’t you? He did it to force you into donating your liver for Xiao Ran. Besides me, you can only turn to him now—or see if Sang Li will offer you an astronomical payout. Do you think the Sang Family will agree?"

"..."

So that’s how it was.

Lin Zhiyi’s beautiful eyes widened in shock and fear. The rain striking her long lashes blurred her vision, tears merging with the precipitation as they slid into her eyes.

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The old man said coldly, "Lin Zhiyi, this world will never bend to your will."

With those final words, he closed the car window, and the driver slowly drove away.

Lin Zhiyi regained her composure, surprised that the old man seemed to let her go so easily.

But soon, she realized how naive she had been.

The moment Old Mr. Gong departed, headlights on the opposite side of the street flared to life.

Three towering men stepped out of the vehicle.

Only then did Lin Zhiyi realize she had been under surveillance all along.

The decision to make a move after the old man left was calculated—he didn’t want to be implicated.

Lin Zhiyi’s breath hitched. Ignoring the rain, she turned and ran.

But the three men seemed to have anticipated her actions, quickly closing in and blocking her path.

"Miss Lin, we don’t want to use force. Please get in the car."

"I’m not going to the hospital."

Lin Zhiyi clutched her bag tightly to her chest, shielding the new life growing within her.

In her past life, she failed to protect Xingxing. In this life, she would never allow the old man to harm Xingxing again.

The three men lost their patience and approached Lin Zhiyi.

"Miss Lin, if you resist, we’ll have to get rough."

As one of them reached for her, a sudden spray of warm liquid splattered on her face.

She froze, staring at the man’s outstretched hand now gushing blood.

Before she could scream, her head was pressed against a damp yet warm chest.

Looking up slightly, she saw the deep and sharp features of a man. Rain cascaded down his tense jawline, droplets landing on Lin Zhiyi’s face.

It was Gong Chen.

She immediately began to struggle. "Let me go!"

Gong Chen held a knife in one hand while his other hand pressed her face into his chest, silencing her.

"Shh."

Lin Zhiyi couldn’t speak or see anything.

All she could hear were heavy thuds, the sound of something hitting the ground.

A moment later, Gong Chen released her but covered her eyes.

He tossed the knife to Chen Jin. "Take care of it."

"Understood," Chen Jin replied, rinsing the knife in the rain before tucking it away.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t regain her sight until she was inside the car. Gong Chen finally released her, tossing a towel onto her head before starting the engine and driving off.

Lin Zhiyi yanked the towel away, her entire body trembling at the thought that he might be taking her to the hospital. Even her teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

She bit her lip and grabbed the door. "Drop me off up ahead! I’m not going to the hospital!"

Gong Chen furrowed his brows and asked bluntly, "What did he say to you?"

"You know very well what!" Lin Zhiyi exclaimed. "Third Young Master, your love for Miss Sang is so profound that you’d spend so much money just to corner me... Ah!"

The piercing screech of brakes jolted Lin Zhiyi, her heart pounding.

The car came to a halt on an empty street.

Lin Zhiyi hadn’t yet recovered from her fright when a large, forceful hand gripped the back of her head and pressed her down until she couldn’t move.

Then, the man, no longer restrained, crossed the line. The kiss was heavy and searing, utterly overwhelming her senses.

He kissed her without hesitation, invading and lingering until it left her breathless.

The windows fogged lightly. Only then did Gong Chen loosen his grip slightly.

He stared at her, his chest heaving, water dripping from the ends of his hair. Under the dim glow of the streetlights, his intense black eyes glowed with an unidentifiable emotion.

"Who do I do this for? Who do I love? You tell me," he demanded, his voice unrestrained as he fixed her with his gaze.

"..."