Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 372

Chapter 372: Chapter 372: It’s My Fault I Wronged You

Lin Zhiyi arrived at the destination and headed straight to Sang Li’s temporary office.

As she approached the door, without pushing it open, she heard voices coming from inside—Sang Li and Mr. Sang.

Mr. Sang’s tone was stern: "You’re going to move so much money for Lin Zhiyi? You must think carefully."

Sang Li replied solemnly: "I’ve already thought it through. At this point, reconciliation is not a bad retreat; money can always be earned later. But I will never allow Zhiyi to turn back and seek him again."

Him?

Who?

Lin Zhiyi lowered her hand that had been about to push the door open; her heart clenched tightly.

After a brief silence, Mr. Sang sighed deeply.

"Lin Zhiyi’s relationship with him is too complicated. For your future..."

"After the engagement, I’ll accompany Zhiyi to study abroad. We’ll likely marry out there. We’ll try to avoid crossing paths." Sang Li replied.

"When did you become so naïve? He spent so much money taking on that shoddy project, didn’t even bother hiding it from you. Isn’t he just making it clear that he will never let Lin Zhiyi get engaged to you? Sometimes I wonder if agreeing to let Xiao Ran come back was a mistake."

Xiao Ran!

Lin Zhiyi froze in panic, random fragments of thoughts flashing through her mind.

In an instant, a name surfaced—

Gong Chen.

The person who took on that project turned out to be Gong Chen?

A sudden realization struck Lin Zhiyi.

Last night, her phone had fallen to the ground, and the screen had displayed the project document.

Gong Chen saw it.

Sang Li once said everyone in the circle knew the project had stalled.

Gong Chen must have known too.

Yet he pretended to be asleep as if nothing had happened.

Today, he even acted like he was clueless, accompanying her in searching for Gao Ting.

Thinking of this, she suddenly recalled Gao Ting’s disappearance.

Could it be...

Lin Zhiyi turned and walked to a secluded corner, dialing the bodyguard’s number.

"Have you found Gao Ting yet?"

"No, her teachers can’t reach her parents’ phones either. It seems they’re still at the police station causing a scene, demanding Second Madam return their money. They haven’t cared about their daughter." The bodyguard reported honestly.

"Keep looking for her for me."

"Alright."

After hanging up, Lin Zhiyi’s phone was suddenly flooded with hateful text messages and repeated calls.

She knew the online public opinion was beyond control now.

Lin Zhiyi turned off her phone, lifted her head, and gazed out the window into the distance.

Jing City, a place where even during the day decadence and excess oozed from every corner.

And yet, it couldn’t make space for someone as insignificant as her.

She adjusted her hair in the reflection of the glass window, even applied a touch of lipstick to her pale lips. Then, carrying a smile, she returned to the door of Sang Li’s office.

After knocking twice, his voice emerged from inside.

"Come in."

Lin Zhiyi pushed the door open. Sang Li closed the document in his hand and stood to greet her.

"Just arrived?"

His voice was gentle, like a ray of soft sunlight streaming from the window.

But Lin Zhiyi knew that no matter how tender Sang Li might be, he was still the president of the Sang Group. How could he simply be gentle?

He was likely probing how long she had been there, whether she had overheard Mr. Sang.

Lin Zhiyi pretended to set down her bag: "The receptionist downstairs told me your father was here. At this critical juncture, I really didn’t know how to face him, so I waited until he left before coming up."

Sang Li had no doubts, nodding slightly: "My dad was just here to ask about the situation. It wasn’t anything important; don’t overthink it."

Sang Li froze for a moment, his hand gripping hers trembling slightly.

Lin Zhiyi tactfully withdrew her hand, then said bitterly, "That night... I conceived. I just found out."

"You... You want to keep it?" Sang Li asked with difficulty.

"I know it’s a terrible decision, unfair to you. But I can’t abandon this child. So let’s end this. From now on, my matters have nothing to do with you. Please don’t intervene anymore, Mr. Sang."

As she spoke, Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and immediately stood, intending to flee.

Sang Li quickly got up, extending his hand to halt her.

"You’re saying this deliberately, just to stop me from spending money, right?"

"No."

Lin Zhiyi took out a crumpled pregnancy test sheet from her bag and handed it to Sang Li.

Then, she lowered her head, ready to accept whatever harsh words Sang Li might say.

She deserved them.

Sang Li gazed at the creases on the sheet, imagining Lin Zhiyi’s struggle upon learning this news.

Looking at her forcefully composed appearance, a storm of emotions reached its peak.

"Zhiyi, I’m sorry."

"No—you’ve done nothing wrong. I’m the one who should apologize." Lin Zhiyi shook her head.

"No. I’ve wronged you." Sang Li hesitated for a few seconds, then said heavily, "I forced Third Young Master to marry Xiao Ran."

Lin Zhiyi looked up at him in shock.

Sang Li moved closer but raised his hand only for her to avoid it.

Her bright eyes shimmered with tears, disbelieving as she stared at him.

His hand hung in midair, unable to meet her gaze: "Yes, it was me. At the only moment he had the chance to choose you, I demanded that he marry Xiao Ran. I’m sorry, Zhiyi."

"Then what am I to you? What am I..."

Lin Zhiyi’s voice faltered and cut off.

Her tears fell, broken and pitiful, like a flower wilting in a whirlpool.