Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 379 You Know Full Well

Sister Zhou saw that something was wrong and quickly pulled Lin Zhiyi to sit down.

She smiled awkwardly at the police. "Sorry, she’s been overly worried about her mother’s situation—she startles easily."

The police officer said they understood and let Gong Shiyan continue speaking.

"The true profiteer is Jiang Fen. While she doesn’t have assets under her name, she’s long since transferred them to her son’s name."

"She’s even arranged a bone marrow transplant for her son, and he knows all about it. All this evidence is included in the documents my lawyer has submitted."

"Her son, taking advantage of his young age, has been spouting nonsense online, exploiting people’s sympathy unscrupulously. He’s even suspected of misappropriating charity funds, with the amounts reaching over one million yuan."

"I demand that Jiang Fen’s son issue a public apology in his livestream."

Gong Shiyan spread out the documents; shockingly, the young boy already had an offshore account.

He even had plans to attend an overseas school in place.

So Jiang Fen used her death to pave a golden road for her son.

And in the process, attempted to drag Liu He and Lin Zhiyi down with her.

It’s just that Lin Zhiyi hadn’t stepped into the fray yet.

It’s often hard to reconcile human hearts.

And just as hard to establish what’s right and wrong.

The police, upon seeing the undeniable evidence, had already formed a clear picture in their minds, but they needed further confirmation.

"Please wait for a bit. We will verify everything as quickly as possible—this has stirred up a lot of attention online."

"Alright."

With that, the police and the lawyer left together for further investigation.

In less than ten minutes, Jiang Fen’s son’s livestream account was officially suspended.

Speculation ran rampant online, yet Jiang Fen’s son cluelessly continued to cooperate with his backstage accomplices, slandering others.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at it briefly, then put away her phone, looking at Gong Shiyan with confusion.

"Uncle, why did you say that? Was it his idea?"

Gong Shiyan looked troubled, but finally, as if making up his mind, nodded.

"Yes, it was his idea. Zhiyi, I know you’re angry, but right now, nothing is more important than your mother’s safety. Jiang Fen brought this upon herself."

"What about Wen Qing?"

"Zhiyi, unless Jiang Fen is willing to testify against Wen Qing, it’s unlikely any charges can stick. But her son’s illness still relies on Wen Qing for treatment. She even put her own life on the line for her son—it’s obvious she’s trading her life for his. Do you really think she’ll testify against Wen Qing?" Gong Shiyan asked in return.

"So we’re just letting it slide?" Lin Zhiyi gritted her teeth.

"No. Wen Qing manipulated your mother’s trust in the investment by fabricating much of the façade using Jiang Fen. Didn’t she give your mom a significant amount of money? She even signed a contract to make it convincing. This means your mom’s profits came from Wen Qing. As for the rest of the money, if Wen Qing doesn’t want to get caught, she’s likely to refund it through Jiang Fen," Gong Shiyan analyzed.

"Huh?"

Lin Zhiyi felt like she had suddenly won an improbable lottery.

Sister Zhou’s eyes widened. "Huh, what? That means the mastermind didn’t get a dime and even ended up paying you a dowry! Your aunt truly has good fortune—achieving her small goal while making others furious in the process."

Lin Zhiyi knew Sister Zhou was saying this on purpose to lighten the mood.

But that was the reality of it.

Unless Wen Qing dared to step forward and admit the over ten million she handed to Jiang Fen was used to deceive Liu He.

Otherwise, she could only suffer in silence.

Gong Shiyan was amused by Sister Zhou.

Not wanting to dampen the mood, Lin Zhiyi forced a small smile but soon found herself staring blankly out the window.

Because the controversy had grown too large, combined with Jiang Fen’s son spreading lies online, more and more people gathered outside the police station, overwhelming those who wanted to report their own issues.

So the police station expedited the verification of all evidence.

By evening, they released an official statement online.

The scammed netizens were instantly outraged.

"A fifteen-year-old boy with such ambitious goals overseas, and we were donating for his treatment? Let him vacate that hospital bed for me!"

"A blogger pointed out earlier that his livestream lighting was very professional—it’s obviously a team behind him, not some helpless orphan and widow."

"Jealousy makes people twisted—this is terrifying! Out of envy for Second Young Master and Second Madam’s life, they had to drag others down even in death!"

Casually scrolling, Lin Zhiyi saw mentions of the ambitious goals, confirming that everything was just as Gong Shiyan had said.

Out of fear of being investigated, Wen Qing had refunded the money to Jiang Fen’s son’s account to dissociate herself.

At that moment, Jiang Fen’s hoarse yelling echoed from outside the door.

"Why are you arresting me? That money isn’t mine! Don’t you touch my son!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi stood up and walked out of the room.

Jiang Fen, handcuffed, struggled futilely as the police held her.

Suddenly, as if provoked, she lunged in a certain direction.

Following her gaze, it was right at Gong Shiyan, who was supporting Liu He out.

Lin Zhiyi rushed forward, but it was too late to stop her. Fortunately, Gong Shiyan raised a hand and pushed her away.

"Why? Back then, the three of us were the same! Why are you, this fool, the happiest now?"

Liu He, having spent the whole night at the station, was already shaken. Being scared like this on top of it completely unhinged her.

She fainted on the spot, her eyes closing.

Lin Zhiyi hurriedly caught her. "Mom, Mom..."

Jiang Fen stared at Lin Zhiyi, as if looking at her and simultaneously at something else.

"Mom? Heh..."

Before Jiang Fen could finish speaking, the police forced her away.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t have time to dwell on her meaning and rushed to take Liu He to the hospital.

Thankfully, it was just fright.

Confirming that Liu He was fine, Lin Zhiyi and Sister Zhou stepped out of the room, leaving space for the couple.

But as Lin Zhiyi turned, her legs gave out, almost collapsing to the floor.

Sister Zhou steadied her. "What’s wrong?"

"Probably low blood sugar," Lin Zhiyi said, gripping the wall to stand upright.

"You’ve been preoccupied since waiting for the news at noon and barely ate anything. No wonder you’re feeling weak." Sister Zhou pointed toward the elevator. "I saw some food downstairs earlier. Let’s grab something to eat first."

"Alright."

Lin Zhiyi followed Sister Zhou downstairs, only for the elevator to go up first.

When the door opened to the VIP ward area, Lin Zhiyi remembered that Sang Ran was staying here.

Since they were already here, she figured she might as well visit.

Lin Zhiyi tugged Sister Zhou along and walked over.

Standing at the door, she wondered about what to say.

But before she could push the door fully open, she heard the voices inside.

Sang Ran asked, "Will Aunt be alright?"

Gong Chen replied coolly, "She’ll be fine."

Hearing that, Lin Zhiyi let go of the door handle, turned, and pulled Sister Zhou away.

Sister Zhou asked curiously, "You’re not going in?"

"No need. After eating, I just want to rest."

"Alright. Your place is a total mess today; just stay at my place for now."

"Thank you."

...

Inside the ward, the conversation continued.

Sang Ran asked, "Third Young Master, where’s Aunt? Why haven’t I seen her yet?"

Gong Chen’s expression remained cold as he looked at Sang Ran. "I thought you knew."

Sang Ran hesitated, weakly smiling. "Knew what?"