Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 216

Chapter 216: Chapter 216 She Died

The little girl was a bit puzzled, but her mother pulled her over.

"Don’t call him old."

"Little uncle isn’t old, so his wife can’t be old either," the little girl said innocently.

Lin Zhiyi blushed and forcefully broke free from Gong Chen’s hand, smiling awkwardly.

The little girl’s mother glanced around, understanding everything but not pointing it out. "My husband and I run a small snack shop in the university town," she said, "feel free to visit us sometime."

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi felt she wasn’t mistaken; they were indeed easy to get along with.

Watching the family of three leave, Lin Zhiyi pressed her lips together, feeling a sense of resolution yet also uncertainty.

If so many things had happened secretly in the past life that she wasn’t aware of, then who exactly should she take revenge on for her and Xingxing’s fate?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyi turned to look at Gong Chen.

"Uncle, where are Song Wanqiu and Li He?"

"The hospital. Song Wanqiu was disfigured and lost her leg, and Li He is in a vegetative state. He was also fired for forging signatures of patients’ family members and prescribing too many medications," Gong Chen said.

"Forging? Did he... forge your name?"

"How did you know he forged my name?"

Gong Chen frowned with a scrutinizing look.

Lin Zhiyi maintained her calm face, but her hands behind her back clenched tightly. "I guessed. Didn’t he used to like impersonating Li Huan, and Li Huan was your private doctor?"

Gong Chen replied coldly, "I found two practice notebooks in his drawer, imitating my signature. However, it seemed like he hadn’t put them to use yet, perhaps plotting something. After all, he said he wanted me to help him raise his child."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi froze in place.

It seemed just as she had guessed.

In a past life, it was Li He who signed the surgery paperwork and death certificate.

Then why did Xingxing end up in their hands?

As Lin Zhiyi pondered, a shadow was cast in front of her.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard rustled with the wind. She saw the scarf around the man’s neck before even looking up.

And there was a torn hole.

Her heart felt as if something had struck it.

In a past life, Gong Chen never wore that scarf again, probably because he didn’t want her to remember that unpleasant memory?

*Complicated emotions lingered in her heart. Although she tried hard to restrain them, her hand moved a step too quickly.*

She tugged at the hole, muttering, "It’s getting frayed."

Gong Chen grabbed her wrist. "What does this mean?"

Lin Zhiyi was stunned, realizing that her action was too intimate.

In a moment of panic, she blurted out, "Uncle, I saw your scarf was torn. How about I knit... buy you one."

She quickly emphasized the word "buy."

Gong Chen, however, only picked up on what he wanted to hear, and lowered his head. "You can knit?"

"No."

"For whom have you knitted before?"

In response to this offhand question, Lin Zhiyi shot him a glare.

His gaze was pressing, and just a quick look gave him an answer.

"Knit for me. Why didn’t you give it to me?"

"..."

Lin Zhiyi guiltily averted her gaze.

*Sometimes being too smart is really terrifying.*

*He guessed it right!*

During college, there was a time when knitting scarves was particularly popular.

Lin Zhiyi also bought some yarn and clumsily knitted a scarf, intending to give it to Gong Chen.

But on the day she prepared to give it, Gong Chen announced he was with Song Wanqiu.

So, she ended up giving the scarf to Liu He.

Now it’s with...

"Lao San, why are you and Zhiyi standing here in such cold weather?"

Gong Shiyan said as he raised his hand to adjust the somewhat worn scarf around his neck.

Lin Zhiyi instinctively glanced at it, the scarf she had knitted.

Gong Chen stared fixedly at Gong Shiyan’s scarf. It had originally been meant for him.

"The truth is, I was pregnant with a child by your uncle, but just when I was ready to tell him, I had a car accident, lost the child, and found it difficult to get pregnant again. Then I married into the Gong Family."

Mentioning this brought tears rolling down Liu He’s face.

Lin Zhiyi initially wanted to comfort her but after some thought, she immediately realized there was more to her words.

"Mom, what do you mean you found it difficult to get pregnant, and then married into the Gong Family?"

"I... don’t ask," Liu He pursed her lips, realizing she had misspoken.

"Mom, tell me clearly!"

"Don’t raise your voice! Your uncle doesn’t know! Do you want me to tell or not?"

Liu He nearly covered Lin Zhiyi’s mouth with her hand.

It was then that Lin Zhiyi understood the gravity of the situation, her eyes widening at Liu He.

Liu He got up and closed the door, then bitterly began recounting the past.

"I knew I was pregnant and your uncle was temporarily away on business sent by the old master. I wanted to tell him in person when he returned."

"But the next day, I had a car accident, lost the baby, and the doctor said it would be hard for me to conceive again."

"I didn’t tell your uncle because I didn’t want him to feel bad. But when he returned, the old master suddenly agreed to my marriage."

"Do you know that feeling? Knowing everything but forcing yourself not to think any further."

"Until today, seeing the old master’s attitude toward Gong Yan and that little girl, I realize that no matter how old he was, he was a selfish and egotistical man at heart."

"He couldn’t tolerate any offspring he didn’t like. Now there’s only his most valued Third Young Master left, and the woman who could bear children for him likely has to be personally chosen by him..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi’s face immediately drained of blood.

*A person who could destroy his own blood relatives, what else would he not dare to do?*

*No wonder in the past life, every time she and Xingxing left Gong Chen’s villa, they always encountered danger.*

*She thought until her death that it was all Song Wanqiu’s doing.*

*Looking back now, without the old master’s help, how could the kidney transplant have gone so smoothly under the radar?*

*She didn’t even know who to pity; the old master had been fooled by a fake paternity test from Song Wanqiu into killing his own granddaughter.*

*And in the end, all the glory fell into the hands of an outsider, what a laughingstock.*

As Lin Zhiyi’s eyes moistened, Liu He’s phone rang.

After hearing the other person’s words, her phone collapsed to the ground.

"Chen Sulan is dead."