Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 282: Sowing Discord

Yes.

Lin Zhiyi had recognized He Yao long ago, or rather, recognized the man he had been in her past life.

In that past life, He Yao was known as the most terrifying super-male Young Master among the wealthy elites.

He had been born with super-male syndrome.

The He Family, in order to cover up his condition, had always used money to smooth over the messes he made.

He had harmed many women; some were silenced with money, and those who couldn’t be bought off were crushed into ruin by the power and influence of the He Family.

It wasn’t until an anonymous tipster provided a complete chain of evidence that He Yao was caught in the act, about to commit another assault.

Some details of the incident were released in the news.

For example, how he had shackled the women.

So from the day she saw He Yao, Lin Zhiyi began to learn methods of self-defense.

But subsequent investigations were never disclosed.

Like who exactly He Yao had harmed.

And like his connection with Wen Qing.

Now, thinking back, those details that were never released must have been deliberately erased by Gong Chen.

Otherwise, how could Wen Qing have married her so-called mysterious husband and have settled abroad so freely?

Before, Lin Zhiyi had gone with the flow just to figure out the relationship between Wen Qing and the He Family.

Now she understood everything.

Just... what role did Gong Shiyan play in all this?

Lin Zhiyi was absorbed in thought when suddenly a sinister voice sounded from behind.

"President Wen was right, you really shouldn’t be underestimated. You let yourself be caught on purpose, didn’t you?"

He Yao, who had supposedly left, had returned at some point.

Startled, Lin Zhiyi dropped the light she had been holding, plunging the surroundings into darkness.

Relying on her memory from moments before, she hid behind the operating table.

But this was He Yao’s territory; how could she possibly be a match for him?

In the next second, the whole room was flooded with light.

Lin Zhiyi looked up to see a skeleton and couldn’t help but scream uncontrollably.

When she thought of running, she was caught by her hair by He Yao and pressed down on the operating table.

He Yao, with his super-male genes, was already larger in stature and much stronger than an average adult male, and effortlessly subdued Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi was picked up and thrown onto the operating table, becoming instantly dizzy.

She quickly understood the reason for the four armrests added to the table.

They were to control the limbs of a person; the scratches on them were made by someone else struggling.

After being tied up, He Yao looked down at her from above.

"President Wen said, ’As long as you’re gone, Xiao Ran will be happy.’"

"I had wanted to keep you for a few days, at least until everyone outside knew we were married. Then, I could take action and dispose of you under any pretext. After all, as husband and wife, no one will be able to do much to me."

"But since you’ve discovered everything, I can’t be bothered to wait any longer."

As He Yao spoke, his face showed no emotion, as though he were merely playing a game.

He took off his suit, put on a waterproof raincoat, then began to prepare the tools one by one.

Hearing the clinking of those tools, Lin Zhiyi’s teeth began to chatter.

But she knew that being afraid was pointless now; she had to save herself.

Perhaps He Yao was too eager to finish her off or just too complacent, but one of her hands hadn’t been tightly bound.

Lin Zhiyi moved a bit, and the rope began to loosen, but it would take time.

So she began to stall for time.

"If I’m to die anyway, there’s no harm in sparing a little bit of time, right? Besides, this is your place, so why not let me have a few last words?"

He Yao’s hand holding the tool paused as he asked curiously, "What do you want to say? I’m telling you, begging for mercy is useless."

"It’s not about begging for mercy, it’s about you." Lin Zhiyi slowly continued, "Were your girlfriend and wife dealt with in this manner?"

"Let me guess, you started by torturing small animals, and in college when you began dating, you became interested in women, first with a punch, then you realized that with some money and cajoling, they would remain unscathed."

"Following that, you accidentally sent one to the hospital, she wanted to sue you, and your family settled it with money, and she thought she had made a fortune out of it."

"After that, you just couldn’t control yourself, you even hit your mother, Mrs. He. That’s why Mrs. He wore sunglasses today and covered herself up so tightly; she’s so eager for you to get married, wanting another woman to share her pain."

"You like violence but you could never find your perfect state, so you kept exploring, until one day you broke your girlfriend’s leg."

"You liked that kind of flawed beauty, but they still couldn’t reach the perfection in your mind."

"Until you met Sang Ran, who had been injured and amputated, she became your goddess. In front of her, you were all gentlemanly and considerate, but someone kept instilling in you the idea that you are not worthy of her."

At this point, He Yao stopped, staring at Lin Zhiyi with a questioning and scrutinizing gaze.

"How do you know?"

"Do you think that’s all I know? I can tell you more, and then you’ll know how I found out." Lin Zhiyi deliberately held back part of the story.

These details had been released by the police in her previous life.

Hearing this, He Yao obviously lacked patience and clenched his fists in anger.

"Speak! Explain yourself!"

"Later, Sang Ran went back to recuperate, and you started to create your perfect goddess. That’s how your wives died, right? Because they were not even one-tenth as perfect as Sang Ran."

"Yes!" He Yao fell for it, grinding his teeth, "They looked so ugly when they smiled! They even cursed me as a control freak behind my back, thinking that I didn’t know what they married me for? Money! None of them were as pure and clean as Xiao Ran."

"That’s why Wen Qing told you that you’re not worthy of Sang Ran, right? Your hands are covered in blood, and you would defile your goddess, but you can protect your goddess from being tainted, as long as you helped her remove the ones who needed to be removed."

"..."

He Yao said nothing, but his expression told Lin Zhiyi that she had guessed correctly.

After a moment of silence, He Yao understood Lin Zhiyi’s implication.

"Wen Qing told you?"

"Yes, otherwise how would I know so many details? She’s actually just using you, because she likes Second Master Gong." Lin Zhiyi continued.

"What?" He Yao’s brows furrowed tightly.

"What? She didn’t tell you? She dated Second Master Gong, and all these years she didn’t marry not for her career, but because she was waiting for the Second Young Master. But then the Second Young Master turned around and married my mother, she couldn’t swallow her pride and wanted to use you against us, mother and daughter..."

"Shut up! You’re talking nonsense! I saw with my own eyes how you seduced the Third Young Master!" He Yao snapped angrily.

"Then you must have not seen the whole picture. I was just reminding the Third Young Master that he got some dust on his collar. If you don’t believe me, you can ask any senior in Hai City right now if the Second Young Master was in a relationship with Wen Qing."

Lin Zhiyi stared intently at He Yao.

Without bothering about the tools anymore, He Yao picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

For someone like He Yao, it wasn’t difficult to get information in Hai City.

This also conveniently gave Lin Zhiyi the chance to escape.

She freed one hand and then, propping herself up, she grabbed a scalpel and cut through the rope on her other hand.

With both hands free, it was much easier to undo the ropes on her feet.

At this point, He Yao apparently got the answer he wanted and immediately called Wen Qing.

"You lied to me! You just want me to help you get rid of Lin Zhiyi and Liu He, so you can go to the Second Young Master, right?"

"You... did Lin Zhiyi tell you that? Don’t be fooled by her," Wen Qing retorted loudly over the phone.

"Then how would she know so much about me? Wen Qing, if something happens to me, not only will I not let you go, but my whole family won’t let you off either," He Yao threatened.

On the other side of the phone, Wen Qing’s breathing hitched, but she quickly adjusted herself.

"Mr. He, don’t forget about Xiao Ran, she’s about to have a happy marriage. Can you bear to let Lin Zhiyi ruin it? Her scandal with the Third Young Master is well-known in the circle; she has to be dealt with! If it weren’t for Xiao Ran, why would I ask for your help?"

Wen Qing sighed, once again manipulating He Yao with Sang Ran’s name.

He Yao gradually calmed down, only to see, out of the corner of his eye, Lin Zhiyi running towards the door.

"Bitch! Let’s see where you can run!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi forcefully pulled the door open and rushed out.

But upon seeing the scenery outside, she froze again.