Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65: Chapter 65 Why Are You Taking Off Your Clothes?

Chapter 65 -65 Why Are You Taking Off Your Clothes?

Third Young Master left with Song Wanqiu on his shoulders, and Song Wanqiu cast a vicious glance at Lin Zhiyi.

She knew Song Wanqiu harbored resentment again.

Lin Zhiyi turned her head in confusion toward Chen Huan.

“What are you talking about?”

“Zhiyi, sorry, I drank too much and made a joke. Don’t take it to heart.”

Chen Huan’s cheeks were flushed red; she indeed drank quite a bit.

Lin Zhiyi couldn’t possibly take drunk words seriously and merely pursed her lips without saying more.

Everyone drank to their heart’s content, some letting their true selves show.

Chen Huan staggered to her feet and said, “I’m new here, so let me toast to my seniors.”

After she finished, she tilted her head back and emptied her glass, then inverted the cup to show everyone.

The others then looked at Lin Zhiyi.

Reluctantly, she stood up, raised her glass, and said, “I toast to everyone too.”

Song Wanqiu had cajoled everyone into drinking quite a bit earlier, and after Lin Zhiyi finished this cup, she felt dizzy.

Now she was truly drunk.

Realizing it was about time, everyone got ready to leave.

Chen Huan supported Lin Zhiyi and spoke softly, “Zhiyi, let a colleague send you back.”

“I’ll do it.”

“I’ll do it.”

The male colleagues volunteered eagerly.

Although Lin Zhiyi was drunk, she was far from unconscious and knew that as the newcomer she shouldn’t stand out too much.

She wobbled her phone about, “I’ve called a car; you all go ahead.”

Chen Huan frowned slightly, apparently worried, wanting to say more.

Lin Zhiyi quickly shouldered her bag and forced a light-hearted smile.

Seeing she was alright, the others said their goodbyes and left.

Lin Zhiyi sighed with relief, her legs weak, and quickly sat down to rest before leaving.

…

In the parking lot.

Song Wanqiu snuggled into Gong Chen as they got into the car, the scent of alcohol mingling with Yilan women’s perfume in the air, catalyzing into an ambiguous warmth.

She placed her hands on Gong Chen’s shoulders and softly said, “Third Young Master, I feel so awful.”

Taking advantage of her half-drunken state, she gently stroked his collar with her fingertips, boldly yet with a woman’s shyness.

She did not believe this wouldn’t allure Gong Chen.

There was no hint of desire in Gong Chen’s eyes; he hummed in agreement, nonchalantly pulling away her hand from his neck.

“You’re drunk; lie down.”

He used some strength to move Song Wanqiu off of him.

Song Wanqiu collapsed onto the back seat, embarrassed.

She bowed her head, her face contorted, and her eyes simmered with malice.

Why could Lin Zhiyi?

Where did she fall short compared to Lin Zhiyi?

It must be that Gong Chen was still angry about the incident at the Gong Family dinner!

Song Wanqiu took a shallow breath, her eyes welling up as they met his, turning her already delicate features even more pitiable and moving.

She was convinced that showing vulnerability was a woman’s ultimate weapon against men.

No man could resist a gentle and pitiable woman.

Adjusting her expression, she propped herself up, turned, and threw herself into the man’s arms, sobbing, “Third Young Master, I’m sorry about the Gong Family situation. That recording was just me talking nonsense because I drank too much. I know I was wrong. Can you forgive me?”

The man stiffened.

Song Wanqiu thought her show of weakness had worked and hugged him even tighter.

“Third Young Master, I feel so awful; my body is so hot…”

Before she finished speaking, a cold, stern voice came from above her head.

“Uh… Miss Song, can you let go of me first?”

Song Wanqiu was taken aback, and as she suddenly looked up, she realized she was holding onto Chen Jin.

And Gong Chen had long disappeared.

“Where’s Third Young Master?”

“The Yi Garden manager needed to discuss something with him,” said Chen Jin, expressionless.

“Then I’ll join him.”

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Lin Zhiyi stood shivering in the wind, hugging herself and looking around. She spotted the lobby’s sign.

She bit her lip and decided to dash out of Yi Garden.

Just as she took a step, a familiar cold voice came from behind her.

“Leaving like this?”

Gong Chen.

Wasn’t he supposed to be escorting Song Wanqiu?

Lin Zhiyi didn’t want to get entangled with him and pretended not to hear, continuing to walk forward.

But after just two steps, her body was pulled back, crashing into a warm chest.

The person behind her opened his overcoat and wrapped her body in it as well.

Suddenly, they were pressed even closer together.

Lin Zhiyi struggled, “Uncle, let me remind you, this is a restaurant!”

“Hmm.”

Gong Chen responded slowly, seemingly not caring about being seen by others.

Lin Zhiyi frowned, reaching out to pull at his hand on her waist, but he leaned in, his chin resting on her shoulder, and his lips nearly touching her ear as he breathed out hotly, “Stay here and be found, or come with me?”

Lin Zhiyi stiffened, her teeth set on edge.

He always found a way to threaten her.

Seeing she no longer resisted, Third Young Master took off his overcoat and wrapped it around her, leading her forward.

Once Lin Zhiyi felt a different temperature, she realized she had been brought by Gong Chen into his private wine cellar.

Bright and at constant temperature, it was atmospheric.

Wooden wine racks on several walls held vintages, including the red wine Song Wanqiu had ordered.

In the center was a table and some chairs for wine tasting.

This was perhaps where Song Wanqiu and Gong Chen sat while they sipped wine and chatted affectionately.

And Lin Zhiyi, whether in her past life or this one, was here for the first time.

Gong Chen’s private domain was somewhere he never let her enter, as if afraid she would taint it.

Before Lin Zhiyi could fully appreciate the vast wine cellar, Gong Chen in front of her began to undress.

“Uncle! Why are you taking off your clothes?”