Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: No Need to Investigate Further

Chapter 104 -104: No Need to Investigate Further

Lin Zhiyi had considered dozens of possibilities, even the thought that Song Wanqiu might want to use her to have a miscarriage, making her a sinner for all eternity.

But she never imagined Song Wanqiu would actually push her into the deep autumn lake.

The Gong Family’s artificial lake was dug deep, and almost instantly, the icy water engulfed Lin Zhiyi.

She struggled fiercely, “Help…”

As soon as she opened her mouth, water poured in, and she couldn’t utter a complete sentence.

Lin Zhiyi thought she was as good as dead when suddenly, Song Wanqiu started to shout.

“Help! Zhiyi has fallen into the water!”

Song Wanqiu’s cries for help attracted many people.

But by then, because her coat had soaked up so much water, it was extremely heavy, her efforts to struggle grew weak, and her body began to sink.

Suddenly, a figure jumped into the water and forcefully pulled her to shore.

Lin Zhiyi spat out a mouthful of water, groggily observing the man holding her.

It was Gong Chen.

His head was lowered, his hair dripping with water, his dark eyes intently staring at her, and the corners of his eyes tinged with crimson.

“Zhiyi, Zhiyi.”

He never called her like that before.

“It hurts.”

Lin Zhiyi clutched her lower abdomen, looking up slightly.

Her beige knitted dress showed a faint trace of blood.

Damn!

Her period had come!

Lin Zhiyi, who never suffered from painful periods, passed out from the pain.

…

When Lin Zhiyi woke up again, the pain in her abdomen had subsided.

But as she turned, she was startled to see Gong Chen sitting by her bedside.

His expression was cold, his dark eyes devoid of any emotion, he spoke in an extremely light tone, “You are not pregnant.”

Lin Zhiyi nodded, “I told you before, it’s impossible for me to be carrying your child.”

Gong Chen’s fingers resting on his knees curled up as he spoke in a deep voice, “Since nothing is wrong, there’s no need to pursue the matter with Wanqiu. She said it was an accident that you fell into the lake.”

“What did you say!”

Lin Zhiyi’s voice suddenly sharpened, like a balloon being burst, deflating with a tremble.

Gong Chen didn’t look at her and stood up without a change in his demeanor.

“I’ve said what needed to be said. Don’t talk nonsense about things you shouldn’t.”

“What on earth are you talking about! Do you really think it was an accident? What if I really had been pregnant? You’d just let such a consequence go?”

Lin Zhiyi’s hands trembled uncontrollably, she clenched the blanket tightly to steady herself. As she looked up at him, her eyes were filled with grief and hatred.

Gong Chen, wrapped in a black overcoat, created a stark contrast against the white wall behind, gloomy as a specter.

“It was indeed an accident, and there are no ifs.”

Lin Zhiyi lay rigid on the bed, her face pale as ash, unaware of when Gong Chen had left.

The wounds in her heart that had just begun to heal tore open again, causing pain as if she had returned to the moment in her past life when she lost Xingxing.

“It’s alright, it won’t happen again, there won’t be a next time…”

She hoarsely comforted herself, but tears fell stubbornly.

The door clicked open.

Song Wanqiu walked in with a smile.

“Crying? Did Third Young Master discard you?”

Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and looked up at the triumphant Song Wanqiu, “So what?”

Song Wanqiu stood at the foot of the bed and clucked, “If I had known you weren’t pregnant, I wouldn’t have wasted my time. But… how does the ice-cold lake water taste?”

Gong Chen said nothing more; his face remained inscrutable.

Old Mr. Gong turned away: “Don’t forget your duties for someone insignificant. I’m leaving.”

With that, he turned and departed.

Chen Jin stepped forward quickly, worried: “Third Young Master, your clothes are soaking through, you should change before you catch cold.”

He looked down. The legs of Gong Chen’s trousers were damp and clinging to his skin, even dripping water.

Gong Chen ignored him, lit a cigarette, the light on his lips trembled slightly, and he looked up to exhale a white mist. His eyes, which seemed to delve into the cold night, were tinged with a layer of gloom even under the sun.

…

Lin Zhiyi calmed herself down under the covers.

It wasn’t long before Liu He, accompanied by Li Huan, entered the door.

“Doctor Li, my daughter is really okay, isn’t she?”

“Second Madam, have you and the Third Young Master gone mad? I’m an internist! An internist! Not a gynecologist! I can’t treat menstrual cramps! I beg for mercy…”

Li Huan truly felt resigned; he regretted it all—he should have heeded his family’s advice to go into business.

Hearing the noise, Lin Zhiyi rubbed the corners of her eyes and quickly sat up.

“Mom, I’m fine. Don’t make it difficult for Doctor Li.”

At the sound of her voice, both turned to look at Lin Zhiyi.

Liu He hurriedly sat down beside her, touching her face: “Zhiyi, are you in pain anywhere else?”

Lin Zhiyi reassured: “I’m not in pain anymore. Just choked on some water, and my throat’s a little itchy.”

“It’s okay, just drink more warm water.”

Even as a physician, Li Huan dutifully approached Lin Zhiyi to check her over thoroughly.

He had stood too far away before and Lin Zhiyi hadn’t seen Li Huan’s disheveled appearance.

But now close up, Lin Zhiyi was startled by how Li Huan looked.

“Doctor Li… did you get into a fight?”