Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290: Chapter 290: Beat You Until You Feel Satisfied

"What, compensation for a scam? What do you plan to compensate with?"

Gong Chen stared at Lin Zhiyi without moving, his face still cold, but with tumultuous waves beneath his eyes.

Lin Zhiyi ignored his gaze and said indifferently, "How much is your cane? Send me the bill, and I’ll compensate you. I have other things to handle, so I’ll be leaving now."

After saying this, she pushed away his arm that was blocking her path, preparing to leave.

Gong Chen didn’t stop her, merely grunting.

He gripped the pillar tightly, his originally upright figure slightly bending as if bearing immense pain.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at him, her hands subconsciously rising but then freezing.

She controlled her body to coldly turn around.

But just as she took a step, her wrist was caught by the man.

His body heavily pressed down on her from behind, his breathing tensing up inch by inch beside her ear.

"Don’t go."

Lin Zhiyi’s throat halted for a moment; she swallowed and then struggled to pull away his hand. _{freёwebnovel.com}

The moment she touched the back of his hand, she felt a layer of cold sweat, even his fingertips trembling slightly.

Lin Zhiyi immediately realized something was amiss, held his hand, and turned to ask, "What’s wrong with you?"

Gong Chen, as if he hadn’t heard her question, remained silent.

His gaze fixed on her face, the gloom in his dark pupils gradually dispersing, replaced by overwhelming intense emotions.

The next second, he fiercely supported Lin Zhiyi’s nape and drew closer, hovering over her lips.

"Is this question out of concern for me or fear that I’m scamming?"

His deep voice seemed to pour into Lin Zhiyi’s ears, becoming clearer and clearer.

She returned to her senses, their eyes locked.

She wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but she thought Gong Chen looked terribly pale.

But considering the past, she felt she had no right to ask too much.

She tilted her head back, increasing the distance between them.

"If you don’t want to talk about it, forget it. I’ll have a waiter send you to rest."

"Have who?" Gong Chen looked up.

Lin Zhiyi turned to see and realized that the waiter who had been with her had vanished long ago.

Gong Chen must have sent him away.

She angrily looked at the man in front of her.

Just as she was about to call someone else, messy footsteps echoed from a nearby private room.

Gong Chen slightly turned, "I can’t let people see me like this; help me to the wine cellar nearby."

Considering Gong Chen’s current status, every move could affect inter-company cooperation.

Especially his vulnerable state, which was something those with ulterior motives shouldn’t find out about.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at the nearby wine cellar; her mind was a mess.

Even though she was trying hard to restrain herself, her ears felt somewhat hot.

Gong Chen, with an indiscernible expression, said, "What are you afraid of? What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing!" Lin Zhiyi vehemently denied, supporting him and said resignedly, "Let’s go."

Gong Chen glanced at Lin Zhiyi’s ears, then nonchalantly walked into the wine cellar.

The wine cellar, filled with the scent of wine and mixed with warm lighting, had an indescribable atmosphere.

Lin Zhiyi helped him sit on a sofa in the wine-tasting area, then stood back by the door.

Gong Chen leaned on the sofa, casual yet languid.

His fingertips against his forehead, he looked at her heavily, "Why stand so far? Do you think I could still devour you like this?"

Lin Zhiyi didn’t move; she didn’t want to get entangled with Gong Chen anymore.

Seeing that she didn’t even want to talk to him, Gong Chen’s gaze darkened, and without a word, he struggled to pour himself a glass of water.

His hand had just picked up the glass when it crashed onto the table, making a not-so-subtle noise.

Lin Zhiyi almost instinctively walked over and poured him a cup of tea.

"Drink."

"Hit. Hit until you feel relieved."

Gong Chen’s tone inexplicably softened, quietly watching her.

Lin Zhiyi clenched her teeth and swung at his body, her hand stopping uncontrollably just as it was about to land.

He looked down at her hand, grabbed it, and pressed it tightly against his chest.

"Lin Zhiyi, you’ve forgotten me, but your body still remembers me."

Gong Chen said it lightly.

But Lin Zhiyi’s heart ached dully.

So what?

What could that change?

She closed her eyes, her reason and dignity told her she couldn’t continue like this.

She pushed Gong Chen forcefully.

He almost didn’t stay upright, backing away in pain and crashing into the sofa.

"Third Young Master, have you drunk too much? I was just frightened by you."

As she spoke, Lin Zhiyi vigorously wiped her lips.

A chill spread across the bottom of Gong Chen’s eyes, his pupils quickly dimming.

He leaned on the sofa and slowly sat down, "I didn’t have someone lock the door."

Lin Zhiyi didn’t want to argue with him any further, she tried the door again, it still wouldn’t budge.

A foreboding feeling lingered in her heart.

She felt her pockets, and realized she hadn’t brought her phone.

"Who asked you to come here?" Gong Chen asked deeply.

Lin Zhiyi pondered for a few seconds, turned to face Gong Chen, and slowly mentioned a name: "Ye Feifei."

"Who?"

"You don’t know her?"

What had Ye Feifei targeted her for?