Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 187

Chapter 187: Chapter 187: He Never Loved You in the First Place!

"Miss Song, my brother has a girlfriend who insists he must have a good car before they can get married. What do you think..."

Shen Yan didn’t even bother with pleasantries this time and went straight to the point in asking for money.

A vein throbbed on Song Wanqiu’s forehead.

The Song Family was no longer what it once was.

After Gong Chen withdrew his investment, the Song Group’s situation had gone from bad to worse. During this time, she had even persuaded her father to invest in the Chen Group, but they had lost everything.

In Shan City, Fifth Uncle and Sixth Uncle saw that Gong Chen was extremely protective of her and privately gave her many benefits to please her; she immediately sent it back home to fill the holes.

She had thought everything was going smoothly, but Fifth Uncle and Sixth Uncle ended up incarcerated.

With Gong Chen demanding an audit, she could only return the money untouched.

By now, the Song Group was already hollow despite its outwardly strong appearance, otherwise why would she get pregnant at this time?

And now she still had to deal with Shen Yan, a vampire!

"Do you think I’m an ATM?"

"Miss Song, don’t say ugly things. We are good friends, friends who can talk about anything," Shen Yan chuckled, getting more audacious, without a hint of her previous damsel-in-distress act.

"Shen Yan! I won’t give you money anymore!"

Song Wanqiu slammed down the phone with force, only for Shen Yan’s message to arrive shortly after.

It was a photo. Upon opening it, Song Wanqiu’s face turned ashen.

She cursed Shen Yan over and over again and repeatedly dialed Li He’s phone.

But Li He simply wasn’t answering.

Song Wanqiu felt on the verge of collapse, a weighty sense of suffocation bearing down on her.

It was unknown how long passed before she finally calmed down, looking at the sliver of moonlight in the sky, with a new shade of ruthlessness in her gaze.

"I’ll give you three times the amount if you just do one thing."

"Okay."

...

On the way back, Lin Zhiyi received a call from Xue Man, but it wasn’t Xue Man who had made the call, it was the bar owner.

"You’re her friend? She’s drunk; can you come over?"

"Okay, please tell me the address."

After the owner informed her of the address, he added kindly, "Our sign is quite small, you might not recognize it. I’ll wait for you at the door."

Lin Zhiyi thanked him and then took a taxi there.

Upon arrival, she hurried to find Xue Man; just as she reached where the owner was standing, her bag of clothes broke.

The owner bent down to help her pick up the items: "Let me carry this for you. Go help your friend; I know where her car is."

"That’s kind of you."

Lin Zhiyi handed him all her bags and then followed him into the bar.

The bar was an underground spot, small, with a strong nostalgic ambiance.

Xue Man was slumped over a small round table, muttering, "Why are they doing this to me? What exactly did I do wrong?"

Lin Zhiyi was shocked; despite Xue Man’s usual carefree demeanor, she hadn’t expected her to still be trapped in the shadow of her divorce.

Her colleagues had told her that Xue Man’s husband didn’t like children, so Xue Man had given up the idea of having kids.

Now, even if she wanted to, she would be considered of advanced maternal age, and the risks were high.

Her heart ached as she went up to support Xue Man: "President Xue, let me take you home."

Xue Man opened her eyes, looked at Lin Zhiyi with a hollow laugh, pointing around her and said, "We used to come to places like this to reminisce. I haven’t changed, so why has he?"

"Why can he say he loves me and yet be with another woman at the same time?"

"What was all our past for? In the end, I was left with nothing and still had to endure that woman’s humiliation at my doorstep!"

Lin Zhiyi was momentarily stunned, then ventured cautiously, "President Xue, has Chen Huan done something again...?"

Xue Man drunkenly unlocked her phone, revealing a message from an unknown number.

"President Xue, thank you for stepping aside. Soon, we’ll be a family of three."

The attached picture showed Chen Huan and Xue Man’s ex-husband’s wedding photo, Chen Huan with a prominent belly, her ex-husband affectionately touching her stomach.

Xue Man clenched her phone tightly, touching her own stomach: "I had a child here too."

A twinge shot through Lin Zhiyi’s heart, no wonder Xue Man was breaking down.

"Zhiyi, I’m not drunk, join me for a couple of drinks."

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi knew Xue Man needed to vent, and so did she.

"Stop the car, I’m going to throw up."

The car pulled over, and Lin Zhiyi rushed out to the roadside and began to vomit.

She vomited until the corners of her eyes were sour before stopping.

At that moment, a bottle of mineral water was handed to her.

"Can’t handle your drink, yet you try to drown your sorrows late at night?"

The man’s mocking tone rang in Lin Zhiyi’s ears as the hand holding a handkerchief approached her lips.

She immediately moved back, facing the wind and looking at the man before her.

The cold wind blurred her vision; when it cleared, he seemed so unfamiliar to her.

They were so close, yet it felt so distant.

Gong Chen slowly lowered his hand, his brow deeply furrowed, "Why didn’t you come that day?"

That day?

The last night in Shan City?

Every time she remembered it, Lin Zhiyi felt sick.

All that effort just to make her witness the ’battlefield’ between him and Song Wanqiu?

Lin Zhiyi felt a coldness all over, suppressing the rage she felt from being humiliated during the day, and spoke with detachment, "Why should I go? What reason do I have to go? To be humiliated?"

"Why do you say that?" Gong Chen looked at her calmly.

That calm was like a thorn piercing directly into Lin Zhiyi’s heart, painfully numbing.

Why could he always act as if nothing had happened, so indifferent, so profound!

While others had to endure pain many times over!

Lin Zhiyi closed her eyes and chuckled lightly, her face pale as paper, and when she opened them again, she had no words left.

She shook her head and turned to leave.

Gong Chen stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.

When his palm touched Lin Zhiyi, she fiercely remembered Song Wanqiu’s words, "That proves you’re only worth that much."

Still not sobered up, she could no longer control herself and abruptly turned around.

Slap!