Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 244: She Must Go to Jail

Living room.

Everyone had already left.

Gong Chen put down his phone and coldly lit a cigarette.

Old Mr. Gong turned and looked at him, "Was it you who brought in Sang Li?"

"No," Gong Chen’s voice was very faint, deep, "Haven’t I done as you asked?"

"You..."

Old Mr. Gong frowned at Gong Chen.

Gong Chen flicked the ash off his cigarette, his cold gaze slightly lifting, "Dad, don’t rush, take care of your health."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Old Mr. Gong was so angry that his body shook, but fortunately, the butler came forward to support him.

"Are you all right?"

"That scourge must not stay! Go!" Old Mr. Gong said through gritted teeth.

"But what about Second Young Master..." the butler ventured worriedly.

"Have you never heard that without the old, the new cannot come? Men are all the same."

Old Mr. Gong let out a cold laugh.

"Yes, I’ll take care of it right away."

...

On the way back, Lin Zhiyi didn’t speak a word, tightly holding onto the bottle of mineral water in her hands.

Suddenly, Sang Li took the water from her hands.

After opening the bottle cap for her, he stuffed it back into her hands.

"Drink some water, calm your nerves."

Lin Zhiyi nodded, took a sip of water, and then remembered that she hadn’t thanked him yet.

"Mr. Sang, thank you for this time, but my mother and I really didn’t switch the genuine products."

"I believe you," Sang Li said solemnly.

Lin Zhiyi was surprised, and the explanation she was about to offer was swallowed back.

She smiled.

As she smiled, bitterness filled her heart.

So trust could be this simple, not starting with accusing her.

Lin Zhiyi lowered her head, not wanting others to see the blur in her eyes.

Sang Li raised his hand and gently touched her head, "It’s going to be okay."

Lin Zhiyi had thought the same.

Perhaps the three million on Liu He’s account was a breakthrough.

But reality quickly dealt her a heavy blow.

Just as she arrived at the apartment building and hadn’t gotten out of the car yet, she received a call from Gong Shiyan.

After hearing the man’s anxious voice on the other end of the phone, she felt as if the sky had collapsed.

"My... my mother rolled down from upstairs and is unconscious."

Her eyes welled up with tears as she looked at Sang Li, tears breaking through, her eyes refracting the fragmented light, appearing as if shattered.

Sang Li paused and then firmly grasped Lin Zhiyi’s trembling hand.

"Don’t be afraid."

"Zhou Zhao, to the hospital."

...

Hospital.

When Lin Zhiyi ran into the ward, Liu He had just returned from the examination room.

Her face, which she was most proud of, was as white as paper and not good-looking at all.

If it had been a normal day, even if her back was sore, she would first apply some cream while lying in bed.

Now, no matter how they moved her, she wouldn’t wake up.

"Mom."

Lin Zhiyi called out forcefully, but her voice was so hoarse it seemed stuck in her throat.

On the other side of the bed, Gong Shiyan tried to sound casual, "Zhiyi, don’t worry just yet, the doctor said it didn’t hit any vital parts, it’s just a bit of concussion, she’ll wake up."

As he spoke, he stared intently at Liu He on the bed, his hand never leaving hers.

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, her eyes brimming with sourness, knowing very well that this incident was no accident.

With Liu He out of the picture, there would be no proof.

And that three million yuan accusation would only fall on their shoulders.

How utterly ruthless!

"Why so cruel?"

The hospital room door was pushed open at this moment, and Gong Chen along with Old Mr. Gong came in with people behind them.

In addition to Sang Ran, there was also Wen Qing.

Gong Shiyan was the first to react; he looked up at the assistant at the door and demanded, "Didn’t I tell you to bring the people who were at the scene that time? Where are they?"

"Second Young Master..."

The assistant looked guilty and helpless, looking towards Old Mr. Gong.

Old Mr. Gong stood with his hands behind his back, frowning slightly. He glanced at Liu He on the bed and said indifferently, "I dismissed them, if they cannot even take care of a person, why keep them?"

With his nostrils flaring, Gong Shiyan yelled, "Dismissed, or silenced?" ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Old Mr. Gong’s expression was calm, "Is this how you speak to me? Am I not also doing it to defend Liu He?"

"To defend? Haha..."

Gong Shiyan sneered.

He was the easiest-going person in the Gong Family, always smiling warmly every day.

Even when reprimanded by Old Mr. Gong, he did not complain or blame others.

However, his smile at this moment was so ironic, even somewhat twisted.

"Second Young Master, Old Mr. Gong is actually soft-hearted; otherwise, why would he come to see Liu He? Don’t make him feel sad," Wen Qing stepped forward to mediate.

With an indifferent expression, Gong Shiyan said, "This is my family matter; I don’t need outsiders to preach."

Wen Qing’s face stiffened, her hands clenched into fists. After staring at him for a moment, she snorted coldly.

"How is this unrelated to me? Have you forgotten, Second Young Master? There is still unfinished business concerning Liu He, and now suddenly she is unconscious, which makes me a bit curious."

"Wen Qing!" Gong Shiyan said through clenched teeth.

"Enough!" Old Mr. Gong said sharply, "Wen Qing is just making a reasonable guess, otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?"

Gong Shiyan looked at Old Mr. Gong in a daze, his slightly open lips finally pressed into a thin line.

"Get out!" Lin Zhiyi yelled loudly.

Twisting her hair, Wen Qing said with a sneer, "What a temper, one would think you are the legitimate daughter of the Gong Family."

Lin Zhiyi glared at her, unable to restrain herself, "What are you? What relation do you have to the Gong Family? Do you need to jump around like a buffoon? Since you don’t understand two words, I’ll say one!"

"Get out!"

Suddenly, the entire hospital room fell silent.

Not only did Wen Qing look upset, but even Old Mr. Gong felt humiliated.

He raised his hand to slap Lin Zhiyi, but Sang Li blocked it.

"Old Mr. Gong, Sang Ran and I have discussed it, and regarding this engagement banquet matter, we do not intend to pursue it."

"Yes, yes, after all, it’s an engagement party, and I don’t want to make everyone unhappy. I will just reimburse the money myself," Sang Ran quickly added.

Wen Qing said unhappily, "Have you both lost your minds? How can you tolerate this?"

Sang Li frowned and said sternly, "Aunt, you are going too far."

They, the siblings, respected Wen Qing, but that did not mean Wen Qing could meddle in all matters of the Sang Family.

Seeing this, Old Mr. Gong’s face tightened, but how could he possibly let Lin Zhiyi go?

"No way! Even if the Sang Family does not pursue it, our Gong Family still has dignity. This kind of internal theft cannot be condoned! The amount is enough for her to go to jail."

Go to jail?

Lin Zhiyi’s face was full of shock, her back drenched, her whole body soaked in cold sweat, each drop reflecting her despair and fear.

Old Mr. Gong daring to say this meant that everything had already been arranged, just waiting for Liu He to open her eyes and then they would take her away.

Lin Zhiyi looked up, her eyes reflecting Old Mr. Gong’s look of coercion, forcing her to choose.

Her gaze turned to Gong Chen, who could stop everything.

He stood cold and aloof, like an isolated island, staying out of the matter.

Their brief eye contact was met with his silent gaze.

Great anguish swept through Lin Zhiyi’s entire body, she felt as if a nerve had finally broken.

She grabbed everything she could from the table and threw it at Gong Chen.

"Get out! Get out!"

Gong Chen didn’t dodge; a fruit knife grazed past his ear, a trail of blood beads emerging instantly.

Seeing him bleeding, everyone panicked.

Even Old Mr. Gong, who had been so haughty just before, became very anxious.

Sang Li embraced Lin Zhiyi from behind: "Zhiyi, calm down."

"You all go out first, her emotions are still unstable."

Gong Chen stared as Lin Zhiyi slumped into Sang Li’s arms. He stepped forward but was stopped by Sang Ran.

"Third Young Master, you’re bleeding. We should leave and let Zhiyi calm down."

In the corner of Lin Zhiyi’s eye, she saw Gong Chen being led away by Sang Ran without looking back...