Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 254: Third Young Master, the Villa is on Fire

Chapter 254: Chapter 254: Third Young Master, the Villa is on Fire

Lin Zhiyi’s breath caught, as if her heart was tightly gripped and then violently smashed into the icy snowscape.

"Apologize for whom? Why apologize?" she sharply retorted.

Gong Chen was silent, his face frosty as snow.

He squeezed harder on her arm, as if wishing he could break it.

In a voice meant only for her, he said word by word, "Lin Zhiyi, you are the first person who dares to deceive me twice."

"I learned it from you. What makes you think I would be a mistress for a man who deceives and threatens me?"

"So, it’s all fake?" Gong Chen’s gaze turned icy, staring her down.

Yes.

Lin Zhiyi opened her mouth, but the word couldn’t escape.

She looked down at her hand held captive by him and whispered, "Uncle, Miss Sang is watching you."

Gong Chen glanced at Sang Ran and immediately released her, stepping back.

See?

Whether it’s true or false doesn’t matter, he had already made his choice.

Watching him create distance, Lin Zhiyi let her arms fall helplessly.

Her face, except for the bright red lips, showed a resolute pallor even in her eyes.

Almost at the same time, the butler came with staff to drive Lin Zhiyi away.

Rather, Lin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Her goal was finally achieved.

The photo was taken by her roommate, and she had instructed her roommate to post it online at that exact moment.

Because Gong Chen would never choose her.

Thus, Old Mr. Gong would definitely disavow their connection publicly.

From now on, Old Mr. Gong could never call her at his whim.

Lin Zhiyi slowly turned around, the light in her eyes extinguishing inch by inch.

As she passed by Gong Chen, she whispered, "Uncle, goodbye."

Lin Zhiyi walked away without looking back.

Old Mr. Gong snorted, "Don’t mind her! Everyone sit down and eat!"

Everyone immediately switched to festive smiles, as if nothing had happened.

Even the lights in the hall brightened a bit.

Sang Ran approached Gong Chen, urging, "Third Young Master, let’s sit down first. Zhiyi will be uncomfortable staying here."

She reached out to take Gong Chen’s arm.

But Gong Chen instinctively dodged.

Sang Ran was startled.

Before she could speak, Gong Shiyan’s assistant hurried in.

"Second Young Master, Miss Lin has taken your car."

"It’s impossible; Zhiyi barely knows how to drive," Liu He shook her head.

At this, the wine glass in Li Huan’s hand fell.

He, disregarding manners, said urgently, "Hurry! Stop her! She can’t be allowed to leave!"

Gong Chen looked toward Li Huan, who appeared evasive.

The next second, a loud crash came from outside the door.

Everyone stood up, but Gong Chen froze in place; it was as if something fractured in the dark depths of his eyes, storms surging uncontainably.

He shoved the butler blocking him, "Get out."

...

Gong Chen rushed out of the mansion.

The Gong family driver shouted, "It wasn’t me! Miss Lin suddenly floored the accelerator and hit the wall!"

Gong Chen looked at the deformed car, unable to imagine the magnitude of the impact.

Lin Zhiyi, bloodied, was trapped in the seat.

Blood trickled down her pale cheeks, blending with her blood-red coat.

Like a lifeless, broken doll.

Gong Chen’s hands trembled from tension, trying to lift and reach her, but he couldn’t.

The snow from the trees, shaken loose by the impact, fell into his eyes, blurring his vision instantly.

"Lin Zhiyi!" he called out fiercely.

But the one who always contradicted him did not move.

In her semi-consciousness, Lin Zhiyi seemed to hear someone calling her.

The voice was as annoying as ever.

She struggled to open her eyes a slit, seeing through a wash of crimson a pair of blurred, bloodied hands frantically pulling at the twisted door.

It seemed to be him.

No, impossible.

He had chosen someone else.

Lin Zhiyi’s consciousness faded, the figure in her mind growing hazier until it vanished completely.

...

Hospital.

When Lin Zhiyi woke up again, her head was splitting with pain.

"It hurts so much."

As she raised her hand to rub it, a pair of hands wrapped in gauze held hers.

A man’s hoarse and restrained voice came from beside the bed, "You feel the pain now? Don’t move recklessly!"

Lin Zhiyi was stunned, slowly turned her head, and stared in shock at the man.

Then, she burst into a scream.

"Ah! Who are you? Why are you touching me?"

"You... What are you saying?"

The man’s deep eyes widened, veins throbbing on his forehead, desperately trying to control his emotions.

Lin Zhiyi shrank back under the blanket.

Her voice alarmed the people outside.

A group of people walked in, led by Old Mr. Gong.

He scanned Lin Zhiyi with a resentful gaze.

Lin Zhiyi shuddered, and upon seeing Liu He among the crowd, she quickly rushed over to her.

"Mom, who are they? Why am I in the hospital?"

Everyone was shocked and didn’t know how to react for a moment.

Liu He hugged Lin Zhiyi tight, crying out in fear, "Zhiyi, don’t scare me!"

Seeing this, Gong Shiyan immediately called for Li Huan.

As soon as Li Huan entered, he conducted a full examination on Lin Zhiyi.

The car accident was severe, and Lin Zhiyi had not only external injuries but had also hit her head hard against the steering wheel.

However, the brain scan revealed no severe internal damage.

Logically, it shouldn’t be like this.

"How is it?"

Gong Chen’s aura was chillingly cold and terrifying, as if ready to devour everything.

Li Huan was about to explain his findings when he met Lin Zhiyi’s pale gaze.

In an instant, he remembered Lin Zhiyi’s plea to him.

"Li Huan, I’m not asking you to help me, but as a doctor, if one day you can save me, please do it."

They locked eyes for a few seconds.

Li Huan slowly said, "Based on her examination and current condition, it appears the impact caused memory impairment. That is... amnesia."

"How can it be treated?" Gong Chen asked, ominously calm.

Li Huan was taken aback for a moment, shocked by Gong Chen, who was clearly ignoring a certain fact.

It was like there had been a huge upheaval—some people continue to live normally, but actually, they are on the verge of collapse.

He reminded, "She has lost her memory."

"I know, if it’s an illness, it can be treated," Gong Chen stated indifferently.

Li Huan fell silent.

Others also noticed Gong Chen’s abnormality.

Lin Zhiyi clutched the blanket tighter, trembling, "Mom, he’s terrifying, can you ask him to leave?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, a chilling, desolate glint flickered in Gong Chen’s dark eyes.

"Lin Zhiyi, what did you say!"

When he looked at her, she fearfully looked away.

Gong Chen stiffened.

Li Huan stepped forward and pulled him to go outside, "Let’s talk in my office."

After Gong Chen left, Old Mr. Gong, having confirmed her memory loss, smiled and took his leave with the others.

...

Office.

Gong Chen sat in the chair, half of his face hidden in the dim light, calmly lighting a cigarette.

With the smoke swirling up, a look of death filled his eyes.

"When can she recover her memory?"

"Amnesia isn’t as simple as you think; it might heal tomorrow, or next year, or perhaps never," Li Huan advised helplessly.

Gong Chen snorted coldly, his eyes narrowing with a dark, obsessive, even insane glint.

"She thinks she can leave by losing her memory? I have ways to make her remember."

Li Huan was terrified by his gaze, his heart racing, "Have you gone mad? She’s already like this!"

"Mad is mad."

Gong Chen exuded a dangerous, abyssal aura.

Just then, Chen Jin rushed in without even knocking, looking anxiously at Gong Chen’s furrowed brow.

"Third Young Master, the villa is on fire."