Lin Zhiyi didn’t give any leeway, stabbing at the approaching man.
Even if she killed them all, she wouldn’t be afraid at all.
Norway is called the happiest country not just because of its happiness index, but also because of its happiest laws.
It possesses five-star prisons.
Killing a few more scumbags, she would consider it a gain.
Driven by a fierce determination, Lin Zhiyi stabbed three men in quick succession, blood immediately spreading on the ground.
The two men behind were evidently terrified.
"Get out!" Lin Zhiyi commanded, holding the blood-stained knife.
Unexpectedly, Gong Yan entered with his bodyguards.
He saw the three men wailing on the ground, his face instantly clouded with rage.
"It seems you still don’t understand, now! No one can save you!"
"Seize her, I want her to witness everything that happens!"
Lin Zhiyi wanted to fight desperately, but she was no match for the bodyguards, quickly pinned down on the bed.
"Let me go!"
She twisted her body.
Gong Yan merely glanced at her, ordered the three men to be taken out for treatment, then smiled at the other two men and opened the cupboard to reveal a cabinet full of tools.
"This time it’s absolutely foolproof."
Lin Zhiyi thought the blood on the ground was revolting enough, but it turned out these two remaining men were the key figures.
They looked at each other and smiled, approaching Lin Zhiyi.
"Should I go first or you?"
"You go first, but don’t make it bleed like last time. Who would play then?"
This conversation drilled into Lin Zhiyi’s ears like a curse, swirling in her mind, forming several fragments.
"How can you play with all this blood?"
"No, this doesn’t look like normal blood."
"Young Master, could she be pregnant?"
"Wouldn’t that be more fun?"
Finally, Gong Yan’s voice pierced straight into her brain.
Why couldn’t she remember any of this?
Why!
Lin Zhiyi’s body uncontrollably trembled, her mouth repeatedly mumbling one phrase.
"12252050, red house..."
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the clock on the wall.
20:50, red house.
The man in front unfastened his belt and pressed forward.
"Ah!"
Lin Zhiyi screamed out loud.
Bang!
Two bodyguards crashed through the door, in such pain they couldn’t even stand up.
Everyone in the room halted their actions immediately.
Gong Chen entered, wearing a black coat and the scarf of Lin Zhiyi around his neck.
As he approached, the snowflakes in his hair gracefully fell and he raised his eyes, his dark pupils wild as the storm, the icy aura around him both frightening and daunting.
Gong Yan looked at the newcomer, his mouth twitching, "Uncle, long time no see. But... you may be too late."
He sneered coldly and shouted at the two men on the bed, "Do I need to teach you how to do this?"
As soon as the words fell, Gong Chen fired two silent shots, decisively.
The two men clutching their thigh roots screamed as they rolled off the bed.
Lin Zhiyi shuddered, in her panic, a warm man’s coat was draped over her.
The man’s familiar voice arose in front of her.
"Don’t be afraid, wait for me."
Don’t be afraid...
Wait for me...
Lin Zhiyi’s head began to ache again, she clutched her head, curling her body.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Gong Yan grab a lamp from the table and sneak attack Gong Chen.
"Gong Chen! Behind you!"
Hearing Lin Zhiyi call his name, Gong Chen slightly froze for a moment.
So that’s how it was.
After regaining consciousness, Lin Zhiyi suffered a mental breakdown, underwent extensive psychological treatment.
She unknowingly hurt Gong Chen countless times.
One day, she attempted suicide.
Gong Chen saved her, but when she awoke she had forgotten everything about that day.
The psychologist said that might be for the best, so no person or thing associated with the incident should agitate her.
That string of numbers was the password to her memory.
Lin Zhiyi returned to her cold relationship with Gong Chen, and later, when she heard Gong Yan was in danger, she even resented Gong Chen, begging him to spare Gong Yan.
He looked at her with restrained and complicated eyes but still let Gong Yan go, sending Gong Yan and his mother to a distant country, never to return.
The day Gong Yan left was cloudless; he gave Lin Zhiyi a gentle smile.
At this moment, reflecting on everything.
Lin Zhiyi realized how terribly wrong she had been!
She clutched her hair, her mind flashing with the last image.
Old Mr. Gong standing in front of Gong Chen: "Song Wanqiu has brought back your son, if you don’t want Lin Zhiyi’s video to leak, acknowledge this son, the Gong Family would never want such a dirty woman and her daughter!"
"...Okay."
From that day, the man’s eyes held only coldness.
And their relationship deteriorated completely that day.
But on many quiet nights, he silently watched her and her daughter.
Lin Zhiyi struggled to breathe, her face completely wet with tears.
Watching Gong Yan nearly suffocating, she hurriedly wiped her tears, got out of bed quickly, and forcefully shoved Gong Chen.
Gong Chen collided with the cabinet, his gaze darkening as he looked at her.
And Gong Yan on the ground ripped off the scarf and laughed loudly.
"Uncle, see? She still helps me, she doesn’t have the heart to let me die... Ah!"
Lin Zhiyi’s high heels fiercely stomped down between his legs, then ground a few times.
"Uncle, why bear a murderer’s guilt for this loser? You can’t die, you must live more tormentingly than anyone! Die, eunuch!"
At the doorway, Chen Jin and the bodyguards, legs tightening intuitively, looked toward Gong Chen.
So painful.
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