Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 377 Don’t Mention Others, Stay With Me

Feigning ignorance.

Lin Zhiyi closed her eyes and pressed her lips tightly together.

A few seconds later, the movie abruptly fast-forwarded to the final dance sequence.

The music was lively and upbeat.

Lin Zhiyi discreetly opened one eye. Confirming that the previous scene was gone, she fully opened her eyes.

It had to be said, Ah San’s dance scenes were truly beautiful.

Golden hues, a fountain surrounded by vibrant red roses, glamorous and exquisite women were singing and dancing, a stark contrast to the earlier parts of the movie.

Instinctively, Lin Zhiyi turned her head toward the man beside her, only to find him still watching her.

Their eyes met at a close distance. If she moved even slightly, their lips would touch.

Startled, she leaned back and ended up falling off the sofa.

Gong Chen reached out, pulled her into his arms, and brought her back onto the couch.

In the process, he fell back onto the sofa, leaving Lin Zhiyi sprawled on his chest.

Flustered, she tried to prop herself up, but the man flipped them over, pinning her against the inner side of the sofa.

Lin Zhiyi froze slightly. "What are you doing?"

Gong Chen leaned on his side, staring at her with a faint smirk, his hoarse voice deep, "What do you think?"

Lin Zhiyi’s body stiffened; she clenched her fists tightly, shutting her eyes as if bracing for an ordeal.

Moments passed, but Gong Chen made no further move.

Lin Zhiyi slowly opened her eyes and found him still watching her, his gaze dark and fathomless.

The movie ended, and the room suddenly became much quieter.

Every tiny sound grew distinct.

The sound of rain tapping against the window glass.

And the sound of their breathing.

The faint woody scent emanating from Gong Chen grew closer. Lin Zhiyi’s eyes darted anxiously, the tension in her chest nearly overwhelming her.

She knew she couldn’t let things spiral out of control.

Her nails dug into her palms as she abruptly spoke, "How is Xiao Ran doing?"

Gong Chen’s eyes darkened. "She’s out of immediate danger for now."

"Is there no other solution besides a liver transplant?"

"Lin Zhiyi."

"Hmm..." She pressed her lips together.

"It’s always about Sang Ran or Sang Li. Must we discuss others? You’ve been by his side all this time." Gong Chen’s voice lowered, pressing against her neck, "I’ve thought about letting you go, but I almost..."

"Don’t mention anyone else. Just stay with me."

"Just stay with me."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi’s throat produced a dry, choked sound. Her chest churned, but she forced herself to swallow her feelings.

"Okay."

...

The Gong Family residence.

The Old Master had just arrived home to find Wen Qing waiting early under the veranda.

Before they could exchange words, the butler’s phone suddenly rang, interrupting them.

Stepping aside to take the call, the butler returned cautiously, "The person has been taken away."

The Old Master, furious, turned to look out at the stormy weather. The oppressive darkness mirrored his mood exactly.

Even his gaze toward Wen Qing carried dissatisfaction.

Wen Qing immediately lowered her head and said, "Old Master, now that Lin Zhiyi and Liu He are acting so disobediently, it’s obviously because of the Second Young Master. After all, he’s still your own son. They’re banking on you not daring to eliminate them completely."

"If the Second Young Master had no power or influence, do you think Sang Li would still give Lin Zhiyi any favor? A woman like her wouldn’t be hard to replace."

"As for the Third Young Master, Xiao Ran will figure something out."

The Old Master could hardly fail to grasp her meaning.

"You’re certainly ruthless."

With a faint smile, Wen Qing respectfully replied, "It’s just a temporary measure. I believe the Old Master also wants both his sons to settle down, doesn’t he?"

The Old Master paused for several seconds, narrowing his eyes as he gazed at the heavy clouds.

"Hmm."

"Alright. Then I won’t disturb the Old Master’s rest any further."

Wen Qing’s smile deepened as she turned and left.

...

The next morning, Lin Zhiyi was woken by the piercing sunlight.

She squinted and burrowed into the warm embrace beside her.

Muddled thoughts gradually sharpened in her mind. Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide and shoved the man in front of her.

Luckily, Gong Chen reacted quickly; otherwise, he would’ve been pushed off the sofa.

He flexed his arm, which had gone numb from being her pillow, and said, "Waking up just to turn hostile, I see."

Lin Zhiyi scrambled off the sofa. After straightening her clothes, she stood and said stiffly, "The night has already passed."

Gong Chen’s hand stilled; he let out a self-deprecating laugh.

"Not even going to bother lying to me now?"

Lin Zhiyi stayed silent for a moment.

Gong Chen stood up. "Stay for breakfast before you leave."

"No need. I’m not hungry."

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Lin Zhiyi immediately used her bag to cover her stomach, an act that was painfully transparent.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

After three rings, Chen Jin entered and was momentarily stunned to see the two of them standing close together.

Did he come at the wrong time again?

He’d rung the bell on purpose this time.

"Third Young Master, Miss Lin, good... good morning."

Lin Zhiyi barely reacted, and Gong Chen directly took her bag from her hands.

Watching her bag being placed on a chair, she had no choice but to obediently sit down.

Chen Jin placed breakfast on the table one item at a time.

Snow fungus and red date porridge, soup dumplings, and purple sweet potato cakes.

In his haste, Chen Jin accidentally broke a soup dumpling, and the oily broth spilled out.

The smell, while appetizing to most, was an immediate trigger for Lin Zhiyi, whose pregnancy had made her sensitive to certain odors, prompting a wave of nausea.

Lin Zhiyi swallowed hard, suppressing the urge to vomit.

Standing closest to her, Chen Jin caught even the subtlest change in her expression.

"Miss Lin, do you feel like throwing up?"

Startled, Lin Zhiyi instinctively looked up at Chen Jin.

Chen Jin hesitated briefly, his face unreadable.

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"It’s fine."

Relieved, Lin Zhiyi picked up her chopsticks, but the soup dumplings in front of her were swiftly swapped out by Gong Chen.

"This plate isn’t broken. Eat it."

"No, it’s okay. I’ll just have the purple sweet potato cakes."

Fearing she might actually throw up, Lin Zhiyi quickly pushed the soup dumplings farther away, focusing instead on the purple sweet potato cakes.

Gong Chen darkened slightly at her evasion but said nothing more.

After breakfast.

During the ride back, neither of them spoke.

As the familiar scenery of the city unfolded outside the window, Lin Zhiyi knew it was time to end things.

When the car came to a stop.

She took a deep breath and composed herself before turning to Gong Chen. "Third Young Master, I’ve fulfilled my promise to you. I hope you’ll also fulfill your end. Save my mother and release Gao Ting."

Gong Chen’s aura constricted. "You only agreed to stay with me for this?"

"Yes." Lin Zhiyi responded immediately, though her gaze darted briefly.

"Got it."

Gong Chen withdrew his gaze, saying nothing further.

As Lin Zhiyi stepped out of the car, Gong Chen suddenly placed a small box into her bag.

"What’s this?"

She made to take it out, but Gong Chen pressed her hand back down.

"Open it tomorrow."

He traced her hand, his dark eyes heavy with an unspoken restraint.

Lin Zhiyi’s heart quivered for a moment. "Alright."

Having received her answer, he slowly let go of her hand.

Without looking back, Lin Zhiyi left the car and walked away.

In the car.

Gong Chen’s eyes remained fixed on her retreating figure.

Chen Jin hesitated before saying, "Third Young Master, why didn’t you tell Miss Lin that you were the one who saved Gao Ting from nearly being taken away?"

"If I told her, she wouldn’t have stayed with me last night. If she’d gone back to the apartment, who knows who might’ve been waiting there to take her liver." Gong Chen glanced at the apartment building.

Chen Jin nodded, studying his expression. "But Miss Lin might end up resenting you."

"Let her hate me. At least she’ll remember me. Soon enough, there’ll be things she’ll hate me for even more."

Gong Chen’s eyes dimmed, and he let out a bitter laugh.

Chen Jin studied his face, hesitant. "Third Young Master, is Miss Lin... could she be..." Pregnant?

"What is it?"

"Nothing."

Chen Jin started the car, ultimately deciding not to voice his thoughts.