Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182: Chapter 182 Unnecessary

When Old Mr. Gong arrived, Lin Zhiyi immediately pushed Gong Chen away.

With his injured leg, Gong Chen’s body swayed on the bed before steadying himself, his gaze darkening as he looked at Lin Zhiyi.

"Go back first."

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi thought about it and agreed.

This matter, indeed, was not something she could explain all by herself.

But as she was about to leave, the door was forcefully pushed open.

As soon as the old man entered and saw the injured Gong Chen, his gaze was filled with fury.

When his eyes swept over Lin Zhiyi, he delivered a loud slap.

"Is this how you repay the Gong Family for raising you? Such a disgrace to the family!"

Lin Zhiyi’s body hadn’t recovered, and she slammed into the wall, seeing stars and bleeding from her mouth.

Yet, the old man was not appeased, and his hand swung back to strike again.

But it was intercepted mid-air by Gong Chen.

His injured leg, from moving too quickly, caused the stitched wound to burst open, instantly staining the gauze red.

Seeing this, Old Mr. Gong glared fiercely, "Gong Chen! What do you mean? She caused you such harm, and I can’t beat her?"

"No need."

Gong Chen’s eyes swept over the swollen face of Lin Zhiyi, his expression so grim it was terrifying, even gripping the old man’s hand tighter.

The old man, in pain, looked at Gong Chen in disbelief.

Father and son stood locked in a tense standoff.

Song Wanqiu, who had entered the room with the old man, suddenly rushed forward and embraced Gong Chen.

"Third Young Master, don’t move; your leg is still injured."

Tears streaming down her face, she turned to Old Mr. Gong, choking up, "Old Mr. Gong, please don’t be angry. Third Young Master meant that getting angry for Zhiyi’s sake isn’t necessary!"

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi’s complexion turned deathly pale, making the red mark even more grotesque.

She looked up at Gong Chen, who just frowned, neither explaining nor denying.

So that was what he meant.

She understood.

Old Mr. Gong snorted coldly, forcefully yanking back his hand and pointing at the door, "Get out! I don’t want to see you!"

Song Wanqiu stepped forward and nudged Lin Zhiyi, "Zhiyi, don’t take it to heart. Old Mr. Gong is just worried about Third Young Master. Go apply some medicine. You can’t contribute to this discussion."

Though her words seemed conciliatory, they implied her true status.

Song Wanqiu acted like the lady of the house, while Lin Zhiyi was merely an outsider who couldn’t speak up.

Lin Zhiyi lowered her gaze and left the hospital room straight away.

As soon as she left, Li Huan arrived.

Seeing Gong Chen’s wound open, he quickly approached to support him, "Are you crazy? It didn’t reach the bone, but you have a severe infection and excessive blood loss. Are you trying to get amputated?"

Old Mr. Gong and Song Wanqiu were shocked into silence.

They had thought Gong Chen’s injuries weren’t severe as he had quickly risen earlier.

They hadn’t expected him to be just suffering through.

These words... made the faces of Old Mr. Gong and Song Wanqiu turn uglier than when they had entered, yet both concealed it well.

Li Huan called a nurse to help and re-bandaged the wound.

Gong Chen leaned against the bed, his complexion still pale, but his expression frighteningly calm.

He took a cigarette box from the bedside table, shook out a cigarette, and placed it between his lips.

Li Huan was about to remind him not to smoke, but upon meeting his gaze, inexplicably shuddered and stepped back.

As he lit the cigarette, Gong Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly, the flame from the lighter dancing over his handsome face. As the firelight went out, a puff of white smoke enveloped his gaze.

"Everyone else, out," he said lightly.

Li Huan and Chen Jin left first.

"You too," Gong Chen lifted his gaze, his eyes cold and impenetrable as he stared at Song Wanqiu.

Song Wanqiu instantly broke into a cold sweat on her back.

She clearly understood that the phrase ’everyone else’ was targeted at her, just as her earlier words had targeted Lin Zhiyi.

She dared not retort and turned to leave the room.

As they stepped outside,

Old Mr. Gong glanced down at the red mark on his wrist and just happened to make eye contact with Song Wanqiu.

Song Wanqiu felt unstable under his gaze and smiled lightly, "Old Mr. Gong, take care."

Old Mr. Gong squinted his eyes, assessing her intently from head to toe.

"To have been by his side for over three years and still be so useless."

Song Wanqiu choked back tears and said, "Old Mr. Gong, I am sincere about Third Young Master."

"Sincere? Good,"

Old Mr. Gong cryptically scoured her pitiable face.

...

Back in the hospital room.

Liu He was setting out food, and at the sight of her swollen face, was shocked.

"Who hit you? Who dared to hit you!"

"Old Mr. Gong," Lin Zhiyi replied honestly.

"Ah? He came?" Liu He pursed her lips, a mix of fear and sympathy crossing her face, "Why did you just stand there and let him hit you?"

Anyone else would’ve gotten angry at such a remark,

but Lin Zhiyi knew Liu He felt helpless.

Her relationship with Gong Shiyan had always been something that gnawed at the Gong Family.

Not to mention bringing along a child now.

In her youth, people admired Liu He for her beauty and repeatedly advised her to put Lin Zhiyi up for adoption and find a good family for herself.

Liu He flatly stated that such people had no good intentions.

So Lin Zhiyi had no right to blame Liu He.

Taking the towel from Liu He, she consoled her, "This slap was bound to come, let’s hope for some peace from now on."

Liu He hesitated, stopping herself from speaking further.

Lin Zhiyi knew she wanted to ask why Gong Chen hadn’t stopped it. _{freёwebnovel.com}

Probably because... there was no need.