Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303: Chapter 303: Encountering a Madman

During the conversation, Gong Chen’s grip on her hand tightened slightly.

But as she finished her last sentence, his strength suddenly left him, and they parted ways.

He didn’t look at Lin Zhiyi, his profile bearing an indescribable oppression.

Without saying a word, that’s how Lin Zhiyi left.

Lin Zhiyi went elsewhere to take a deep breath, then turned to look back.

At that moment, Gong Chen had already entered the hall.

Upon seeing Sang Ran’s smile, he responded with a faint one of his own.

Lin Zhiyi tilted her head to look up at the sunlight, yet her face was both wet and cool.

The last time.

The very last time.

By the time Sang Li came out, she had already retouched her makeup.

She pursed her lips: "About your dad..."

Sang Li laughed: "Don’t be so nervous. My dad has always been open-minded. He said a long time ago that he wouldn’t interfere with my love life. He and my mom were also in a love marriage. After my mom died, he took a long time to recover, so he understands the importance of love even more."

"So what did he talk to you about?"

"He asked about your situation and my thoughts. He said he would respect me but also hoped that I would be careful and consider the situations I’ll have to face in the future."

Sang Li answered very straightforwardly, clearly relaying Mr. Sang’s exact words.

Although Mr. Sang was somewhat concerned, he didn’t forcefully obstruct or casually criticize Lin Zhiyi.

Instead, he hoped that they would handle it well themselves.

Lin Zhiyi’s suspended heart gradually settled.

Sang Li noticed Lin Zhiyi’s reddened eyes and teased: "Why are you crying? Can’t bear to leave me?" _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

Lin Zhiyi thought about it, afraid Sang Li might overthink it or Sang Ran might learn about it and come to remind her.

She hinted: "I ran into a madman, got scared."

Sang Li seemed thoughtful but didn’t ask further.

"Come on, I’ll take you back."

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi followed him and left.

...

In the hotel lobby, people came and went.

Gong Chen stood under the gorgeous lighting, not overshadowed in the least.

Compared to his previous handsome looks, he now carried a more brooding and dangerous aura.

No one dared to approach him, yet he exuded a fatally attractive charm.

He watched the two people leaving through the main entrance, his mind lingering on the eight years Lin Zhiyi had mentioned.

Because in his dream, she and the little girl also died after eight years.

Too real.

In that dream, he could even feel the coldness of the tombstone.

"Third Young Master." Wen Qing’s calculative face was full of smiles, "In the future, our Xiao Ran will be in your hands."

Gong Chen did not speak, his silence frightening.

Old Mr. Gong impatiently said: "President Wen is talking to you."

Hearing the sound, Gong Chen snapped out of it, his gaze returning to the gilded grandeur of the hall and his father’s obstinacy in front of him.

His expression grew colder and his gaze indifferently swept over Wen Qing.

"President Wen, don’t you have your own matters to attend to?"

With just a glance, a shiver ran down Wen Qing’s spine, leaving him speechless with a stiff face.

"I have things to do, I’m leaving."

"Gong Chen!" Mr. Gong felt disrespected and rebuked sharply.

Gong Chen didn’t even pause, heading straight outside.

Nobody else dared to stop him.

The old man waved his hand dismissively and lifted his head to look at the butler at the foot of the bed.

The butler immediately used the remote to adjust the height of the bed.

Once he was positioned comfortably, Old Mr. Gong glanced at Gong Chen.

"What’s your take on today’s events?"

"Which events?" Gong Chen asked, feigning indifference.

"Don’t play dumb with me. Can’t you see Wen Qing’s intentions? You didn’t let the second brother handle the previous cooperation because you saw through Wen Qing’s tactics and intentions, so you didn’t want him to get entangled with her again."

"Mhm."

Gong Chen openly acknowledged, and then continued to peel the apple.

The old man was somewhat dissatisfied with his attitude. Even half-lying in bed, he maintained a commanding presence.

"Gong Chen, this family will inevitably be yours, but before that happens, you have to handle things well so you can have peace of mind later."

Gong Chen paused with his knife, his dark gaze settling on Old Mr. Gong’s stern face.

"What are you planning to threaten me with this time?"

"You..." Old Mr. Gong clutched at his chest, frowning, "Are you trying to anger me to death?"

Gong Chen looked at him, toying with the fruit knife in his hand.

"No need to beat around the bush, just speak your mind."

Old Mr. Gong looked at the flash of cold light and felt his breath catch, anger building as he clenched his fist: "What’s this attitude? Did I say something wrong? How can Liu He and Wen Qing even compare?"

"The second brother is in his prime but lacks ambition, while Wen Qing is now the President of Wen Group, holding power. She still cares for him, isn’t that because of the old flames? If it weren’t for Liu He, could the two of them have separated?"

"Him being with Wen Qing and you marrying Xiao Ran, that is the most correct choice."

"Gong Chen, your mother is the woman I loved the most, and you are our only son. Would I harm you?"

At the mention of his mother, a sharp glint flashed in Gong Chen’s cold eyes.

"Did the second brother break up with Wen Qing really because of Liu He?"

"All these years, the second brother would rather be a marginal figure in the Gong Family than take part in any struggles, is it really because he lacks ambition?"

Old Mr. Gong met Gong Chen’s gaze, and those mere two sentences made him feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.