Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 268: I’m doing things like this, what face do I need?

Chapter 268: Chapter 268: I’m doing things like this, what face do I need?

Lin Zhiyi’s skin on the back of her hand was scalded, and she instinctively pulled away, but the man held on even tighter.

His grip seemed as if he wanted to crush her.

She frowned and struggled, about to speak, when she saw the gauze on the man’s palm.

She paused for a moment, then looked up, crashing into the depths of the man’s pitch-black eyes.

The light was warm, falling on the corners of his eyes, yet failing to soften them.

Lin Zhiyi looked at him directly, "Third Young Master, is there anything else? If the Gong Family insists on me enduring the remaining nine lashes, I can go back now, as long as I can leave the Gong Family."

"Do you have to speak to me like this?"

Gong Chen looked at her, his cool voice suppressing an indefinable emotion.

Lin Zhiyi sneered, "Are we familiar, Third Young Master?"

She coldly averted her eyes from Gong Chen, wanting to distance herself far from him.

Gong Chen watched Lin Zhiyi, who was indifferently avoiding him, his restrained and enduring expression suddenly becoming stormy.

He even forgot the promise he had made to Sang Li.

Anyone could treat him like this, he didn’t care, but she was the exception!

He couldn’t do it!

Lin Zhiyi tried to step back, but suddenly felt a tightening around her waist, and her body was pulled into the man’s embrace.

Half of his face buried in her hair, his scorching breath tingling her hair strands, leaving her feeling unbearably ticklish.

She turned her face away, not wanting to look at him.

Gong Chen slightly pulled away, his fingers resting on her chin, the tips still carrying the scent of tobacco.

His presence felt like a brand upon her skin, familiar to the extent that she couldn’t escape it even if she held her breath.

Gong Chen slowly leaned closer to Lin Zhiyi’s face, his eyes flickering as he pinched her chin.

"Your ears are red."

Lin Zhiyi instinctively raised her hand to cover her ears.

Suddenly, the man before her curled his lips.

She then understood he had said it on purpose.

"Third Young Master, what do you mean by this? I have amnesia, please don’t do things that lead to misunderstandings."

Lin Zhiyi furiously tried to pull his hand away, but he controlled her wrist, lifting her entire body.

She had no choice but to stand on her tiptoes, bringing her even closer to him.

So close that their breaths intertwined, a slight movement would bring their noses together.

Yet, whether it was an illusion or not, Lin Zhiyi felt like he was smiling.

He said solemnly, "Lin Zhiyi, whether you have amnesia or you have left the Gong Family, no matter who you are or where you are, if I want you, you can’t escape, even if you are as stubborn as a mule, I will lead you back."

"Who is a mule! You are the mule! You are shameless! You have no decency!" Lin Zhiyi cursed loudly.

"I’m already doing this, what need do I have for decency?" Gong Chen replied promptly.

"You..."

Lin Zhiyi was at a loss for words, only able to glare at him furiously.

Suddenly, she frowned, showing a pained expression.

"It hurts."

Gong Chen narrowed his eyes and said lowly, "Lin Zhiyi, your acting can deceive anyone but me."

Lin Zhiyi’s heart skipped a beat, about to retort, but he then released her hand.

She quickly pushed him away, retreating to the bed.

Normally, if facing Gong Chen, even using all her strength she might not be able to move him.

Unexpectedly, today she easily escaped.

Instead, Gong Chen actually stepped back.

Seeing this, Chen Jin approached anxiously, "Third Young Master, your..."

Gong Chen’s expression turned stern, cutting him off, "It’s nothing, give her the thing."

Chen Jin, seeing his clenched fist and the fine sweat on his neck, quickly stepped forward to shield him, giving him time to recover.

"Miss Lin, this is made by the chef of the Gong Family."

Lin Zhiyi’s attention was drawn to the thermos in front of her, suspiciously asking, "What is this?"

Chen Jin opened the lid, and inside, the steam rose from the fermented glutinous rice balls.

Smelling the aroma, Lin Zhiyi’s eyes suddenly fixed, a surge of indescribable emotions welling up in her.

A few steps away, that cool and distinguished man stood under the light, his burning gaze fixed on her.

She withdrew her gaze, her expression as cold as before.

"I don’t like it. Take it away."

Chen Jin looked troubledly at Gong Chen.

Gong Chen stepped forward, took the thermos box from Chen Jin’s hands, and sat down directly beside the bed.

His slender fingers pinched the small spoon and stirred twice, then brought it to Lin Zhiyi’s lips.

"Eat."

"I won’t eat."

"I will feed you, but I won’t use the spoon," Gong Chen said very calmly, the words shameless.

"You..."

"I am shameless," Gong Chen admitted first.

"..."

Lin Zhiyi gritted her teeth and took the spoon, bowing her head to eat.

Although she didn’t want to admit it, the Gong Family’s chef was comparable to a five-star chef; even this simple sweet fermented rice dumpling was very authentic.

It was exactly the sweetness she liked, leaving a faint scent of osmanthus between her teeth.

After eating more than half a bowl, her stomach began to feel warm.

But she was stubborn!

So, she left more than half.

"I’m done eating. You can go now," Lin Zhiyi tidied up the thermos box.

Gong Chen raised an eyebrow, "Burning bridges after crossing the river? Hmm?"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi became irate and scoffed, "Am I supposed to thank Third Young Master for whipping me?"

"One whip for your escape, it’s worth it. Otherwise, you wouldn’t be sitting here comfortably," Gong Chen said indifferently.

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, silently looking at him, but could not fathom his thoughts.

Gong Chen calmly said, "Wen Qing daring to meet you at Yi Garden is proof enough she was prepared. When you confronted her, there were bystanders around, yet no one stepped forth to help you speak. Why do you think that is?"

"They... were all her people."

"Mm. Do you still feel confident to entangle with her? Besides, didn’t you achieve your goal?"

Gong Chen lifted his gaze, his eyes deep as the night, an intimidating presence coming forth.

Lin Zhiyi choked.

Indeed, nothing could be hidden from him.

So he knew everything, yet in the end, he still wanted her to compromise.

Lin Zhiyi lowered her gaze, her hair falling over her face to hide her complexion.

"Don’t touch Wen Qing," Gong Chen said coldly.

He reached out to brush away the hair from her forehead, but she dodged.

Lin Zhiyi paused, then scoffed coldly, "Why?"

She knew the reason without him saying it.

Sang Ran.

Wen Qing was Sang Ran’s aunt and had raised her from a young age.

At that moment in the restaurant, just because Sang Ran looked a bit upset, Gong Chen had urgently wanted her to bow and admit her wrongdoing.

"That’s not your concern," Gong Chen’s eyes narrowed, and a coldness enveloped him.

"What if she does something wrong? Will you favor her?"

Lin Zhiyi stared into his eyes, unblinking.

"No," Gong Chen met her gaze, his unfathomable eyes utterly still.

"Good, I hope you remember what you said," Lin Zhiyi spoke slowly, making sure Gong Chen heard her clearly.

After speaking, she turned to lie on her side, effectively issuing a dismissal.

"I am tired, please leave at your convenience."

...

Outside the room.

Li Huan was making his rounds when he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

"Assistant Chen?" He glanced at the room number and scoffed, "Didn’t you say you wouldn’t come? And yet, here you are. Your word is tough."

Chen Jin responded to Li Huan with a smirk, "Doctor Li, I have both good news and bad news for you."

"Let’s hear it."

"The good news is, Third Young Master finally opened his mouth, specifically to explain today’s incident at the restaurant. The bad news is, it would have been better if he hadn’t, as he’s about to be kicked out."

"..."