Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 401: The Fleeing Princess Nonsense

Inside the car.

Sang Li watched the silhouette of the departing car slowly disappear, letting out a faint sigh.

"I’m still one step too late."

His voice carried regret, but no anger.

True love, in the end, is wishing the best for the other person.

Zhou Zhao pursed his lips and asked, "Young Master, aren’t you going to fight for it?"

"Over three years have passed, and the way Zhiyi looks at him hasn’t changed. Do you think there’s any point in fighting for it? From our perspective, Zhiyi and Third Young Master shouldn’t be together, but from their perspective, what’s so wrong?"

"But..." Zhou Zhao muttered, "Miss Lin still can’t be with Third Young Master right now anyway."

Thinking deeper, Zhou Zhao couldn’t even fully decipher the tangled web of interests among the families.

Let alone Lin Zhiyi?

Aside from being beautiful, she’s just an ordinary person.

Even if she has a talent for design, she’s no genius, nor immensely wealthy, nor powerful.

Forget about manipulating those people in the inner circle.

Even maintaining a low profile and staying out of trouble seems like sheer luck for her.

Given her status, even if she managed to marry Gong Chen, there probably wouldn’t be many who would respect her openly.

Liu He is the perfect example.

Not to mention all the people who would secretly try to pull her down.

No matter how all-powerful Gong Chen may seem, even he has his vulnerabilities.

Even a small crack could easily bring fatal harm to Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi has the personality for competition but not for contention.

Sang Li thought about it for a moment and calmly said, "Notify Xiao Ran to find a time to get divorced. Our Sang Family can afford to support her; we’ve indulged her long enough."

Right now, Sang Li regretted most agreeing to help Sang Ran marry Gong Chen back then.

Zhou Zhao said anxiously, "Missy has changed now; she might not listen to you. She only listens to the old master and President Wen. Previously, you advised her to go abroad for experimental treatment, but she insisted on staying in the country to recuperate and have children. With her body, she can’t even handle having children, barely staying alive, uh... sorry, Young Master."

Sang Li rubbed his temples and sighed, "Try persuading her again. After all, she’s my sister. I don’t want her leaving in disgrace."

Zhou Zhao responded, then drove away.

Meanwhile, in the darkness, another car hadn’t budged.

The person inside gripped the steering wheel tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand, as if they might burst at any moment.

...

As soon as Lin Zhiyi got into the car, she reached out to untie the ropes behind Liao Yi, only to find that with a light tug, the ropes completely unraveled.

Liao Yi hadn’t been tied up at all.

Lin Zhiyi’s glare burned holes through Liao Yi. "Whose friend are you really?"

Liao Yi raised her hands in surrender. "Me, I was forced!"

Just then, Li Huan turned around from the front seat.

"Lin Zhiyi, Xingxing’s health isn’t suited for long journeys."

"How do you know?"

Lin Zhiyi blurted out, whipping her head toward Liao Yi.

Liao Yi clasped her ears, admitting fault: "I just didn’t want them chasing you too closely and scaring Xingxing. Last time Xingxing got sick, it took more than half a month for her to recover. I was genuinely afraid something might happen to her again. Didn’t Doctor Du also say Xingxing’s body can’t handle being on the move?"

Liao Yi’s ’betrayal’ of Lin Zhiyi might’ve stemmed from sheer fear.

But Liao Yi would never harm Xingxing.

After moving into the lodge, Liao Yi had spoiled Xingxing to an outrageous degree.

Lin Zhiyi gazed down at Xingxing in her arms and sighed helplessly.

On the way back.

Xingxing was a bit excited, wriggling around in Lin Zhiyi’s arms.

Lin Zhiyi visibly struggled to hold her properly.

"Let me." Gong Chen reached out his hands toward Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t want him and Xingxing to have too much interaction.

But Xingxing stared quietly at Gong Chen. As if worried Lin Zhiyi might get mad, her small hand clutched onto her clothing zipper.

Faced with the situation, the more Lin Zhiyi resisted, the more curious Xingxing became.

She gently clasped Xingxing’s hand, speaking softly, "Go ahead."

Xingxing’s dark, round eyes sparkled, but she didn’t act eagerly, merely watching Gong Chen.

Gong Chen smiled faintly, taking the initiative. "Please."

Only then did Xingxing shuffle over, settling onto Gong Chen’s lap.

To make her more comfortable, Gong Chen shifted closer to Lin Zhiyi.

The faint scent emanating from the man made Lin Zhiyi feel uneasy, prompting her to scoot closer to Liao Yi.

Liao Yi was almost pressed up against the window.

She whispered, "Zhiyi, I’m sorry. If you told me Xingxing were a runaway princess, I swear I wouldn’t have drawn her."

Lin Zhiyi was speechless.

Liao Yi studied Gong Chen and tugged at Lin Zhiyi’s sleeve. "Zhiyi, you and Third Young Master..."

"Nothing." Lin Zhiyi interrupted immediately.

"So the kid popped out of a rock or something?" Liao Yi muttered.

In Liao Yi, Lin Zhiyi saw shades of a younger Liu He: unreliable.

But, thankfully, like Liu He, Liao Yi was obedient.

She leaned closer to Liao Yi and whispered, "It’s a long story. It’s a secret. You’d better hurry up and delete all the comic pages about kids, or... snap. Blacklisted."

Liao Yi’s eyes widened, clutching her neck as she nodded furiously. "I’ll revise, I’ll revise. Don’t worry, I won’t say anything."

She pulled out her phone and immediately logged into her account, quickly deleting any pages involving children. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Seeing the words ’deleted,’ Lin Zhiyi could finally feel slightly more at ease.

Out of the corner of her eye, she realized Gong Chen was watching her idly.

What was he looking at?

She shot him a glare, only to catch sight of Xingxing fiddling excitedly with Gong Chen’s watch, which was worth the price of a small fortune.

The dial spun furiously as Xingxing proudly showed it to Gong Chen.

Just as Lin Zhiyi was about to intervene, Gong Chen raised his hand, stopping her, and said indifferently, "Let her play."

But Lin Zhiyi still grabbed Xingxing’s hand, sternly saying, "Mommy told you not to take anything from strangers. Return it."

Xingxing froze for a moment, then seeing the look on Lin Zhiyi’s face, reluctantly shoved the watch back into Gong Chen’s hand.

She then burrowed back into Lin Zhiyi’s arms, hiding her face away and refusing to look at Gong Chen.

Immediately, the car’s atmosphere plummeted to an icy chill.

Gong Chen’s expression turned stiff and unpleasant.

Only Liao Yi and Li Huan exchanged glances. Why were they even in the car?

It was unclear how much time had passed before the car stopped.

Lin Zhiyi then realized the car hadn’t taken her back to the lodge but had instead arrived at Gong Chen’s hotel.

She grew upset and snapped, "Why did you bring me here? Do you realize what kind of consequences I and Xingxing would face if anyone sees this?"

Gong Chen responded coldly, "Do you think there’s no one at the lodge either?"

"That’s just a small town; who could possibly be there? If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have to deal with this!" Lin Zhiyi retorted loudly.

They didn’t understand anything.

Escaped princess nonsense!

Her Xingxing would never fare well if entangled with anyone bearing the surname Gong!

Why force Xingxing to go through it all over again?

Gong Chen’s eyes faltered momentarily, remaining silent.

After moments of quiet, Lin Zhiyi tried to open the door, only for Gong Chen to reach out and grab her hand.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Let go."

Just then, Chen Jin parked the car and turned around. "Miss Lin, the local town has already become the focus of Gang City due to the kindergarten incident. Whether it’s media from Gang City or elsewhere, they’re practically swarming there. If you go back, you’ll likely be photographed. The influence of public news is far greater than the popularity of Miss Liao’s comics."

"Third Young Master brought you to this hotel precisely to prevent anyone from photographing you and the child."

Lin Zhiyi, cradling the child tightly, froze in place.

In the next moment, an overcoat was placed over her and the child’s faces to conceal them.

Gong Chen spoke in a subdued tone, "Let’s go."

Her body was held tightly by someone, the clothes wrapping her and the child, his scent enveloping her, leaving her unable to think for several minutes.

Xingxing leaned against her chest and timidly said, "Mommy, don’t be mad."

Lin Zhiyi’s eyes grew moist, guilt toward Xingxing stirring deeper within her heart.

But she was genuinely terrified of Xingxing repeating history.

Unexpectedly, the man beside her leaned closer, speaking through the fabric of his suit jacket in a low voice, "Your mom isn’t wrong. She should be angry at me."

The warmth of his breath seeped through the material, grazing her temple, causing an unfamiliar sensation to unfurl.

Lin Zhiyi lowered her gaze, forcibly suppressing the feeling.