Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Pleasing the Fiancée

Chapter 85 -85: Pleasing the Fiancée

Old Mr. Gong called the butler to clean up the trash bin.

“Take this trash far away, it’s bothering my mood.”

“Yes.”

In front of Gong Chen, the butler tore up the papers full of “Yi Jing,” crumpled them into balls, and then packed them all into a dark garbage bag before leaving the study.

The old master picked up his teacup and blew on the rim of the cup, admonishing in a deep voice, “This collaboration is very important, don’t mess it up. Song Wanqiu is your fiancée, and her image is your image, too. Don’t give anyone something to hold against you.”

“I understand, I’m leaving now.”

Gong Chen stood up and turned to leave.

…

In the courtyard.

Lin Zhiyi came back and slept all afternoon; after dinner, she started working on her design drafts.

At that time, Liu He came in carrying fruit.

She held out a fruit fork to Lin Zhiyi’s lips, flaunting a large ruby ring on her finger.

Lin Zhiyi bit into a piece of fruit, “Did Uncle give you that?”

Liu He covered her mouth, boasting proudly, “It’s an apology from the Song Family. Qin Shuang bought it at an auction a couple of months ago and never wore it even once before giving it to me.”

“Mom, don’t get too excited. Their gifts are just for show, for Old Mr. Gong to see.”

Lin Zhiyi spoke out of concern, afraid Liu He might let her guard down in the heat of the moment.

A gemstone ring was nothing compared to the status of Song Wanqiu as Gong Chen’s fiancée—not even a drop in the bucket.

They were just leveraging what little they had for something big.

Liu He waved her hand dismissively, “I’m not stupid, but it makes me happy to see her bleed. Who asked them, relying on Lao San’s backing, to bully people! Luckily now, Lao San can’t even be bothered with them!”

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi’s action of eating fruit paused.

“Mom, what do you mean by that?”

Liu He touched the ring, leaning back in the chair casually with a pleased smile.

“How come you’re even more out of the loop than me? Recently, so many things about Song Wanqiu have been exposed. Although she stepped forward to explain, her image has still plummeted.”

“If it were before, Lao San would have definitely stepped in to protect her, but this time he hasn’t done anything until now. Many people are speculating that there’s discord in their relationship.”

“It’s better if they break up, without Lao San to back them up, what’s the Song Family worth? Let’s see how they strut around after this!”

After listening, Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips.

Discord in the relationship?

At Cha Hua Manor when Song Wanqiu’s room was searched, Gong Chen indeed did not stop it.

That wasn’t like him.

As she was thinking, Lin Zhiyi’s phone chimed a few times.

It was a news push notification.

She usually didn’t pay attention to these messages, but this time, she inexplicably clicked on it.

A photo with a striking impact jumped into Lin Zhiyi’s eyes. The fireworks in the photo almost lit up the entire sky.

And under the fireworks stood a perfect couple.

Song Wanqiu and Gong Chen.

The man in the photo looked up at the sky, smiling gently and lightly, a change from his usual reserved public demeanor.

Song Wanqiu, on the other hand, was on her tiptoes, kissing his cheek.

All the comments below were filled with envy.

“Who says Third Young Master and Wanqiu are at odds? Today’s fireworks were specially set off by Third Young Master because Wanqiu was feeling down.”

“So romantic, only Wanqiu can bring out a smile in Third Young Master.”

“This is no different from a prince and a princess.”

Following that, the heroine Song Wanqiu herself appeared to reply.

“Thank you all for your concern, Lao San and I are doing very well. I hope everyone won’t be deceived by the false information online.”

The overall message was that her relationship with Gong Chen was very good, and the previous information about her online was false.

She stopped in front of Lin Zhiyi, gently shaking the drawing board in her hand.

“Zhiyi, I’m sorry, but President Xue said that he wants me to explain the design with you later.”

Lin Zhiyi frowned, “What do you mean?”

Song Wanqiu’s face showed helplessness, “Maybe Third Young Master thinks my design is more suitable for President Yu. Don’t be angry, I can’t help it if he insists on this, he’s always been so domineering.”

Though she said ‘couldn’t help it,’ her eyes were full of triumph.

Upon hearing this, the burn scars on Lin Zhiyi’s arms began to throb with pain again. The opportunity she had fought so hard for was so easily handed over to Song Wanqiu by Gong Chen!

She clenched her fists, trying desperately to suppress the pain bursting from her heart, making her entire body tense, like a string about to snap.

And Song Wanqiu, smiling, leaned in close to her, whispering, “Hurts, doesn’t it? I told you before you couldn’t beat me. Whatever happens, Third Young Master will always stand by my side.”

Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and sneered, “Song Wanqiu, you must be very upset too, right? Only able to beat me by relying on a man.”

Song Wanqiu’s smile stiffened.

At this moment, Chen Huan walked out of the pantry with a coffee pot.

“The coffee is ready for today; raise your hand if you want some.”

Chen Huan was especially eager to work, always volunteering for minor tasks, especially being the first one to arrive each day to make coffee for everyone.

She didn’t notice the tense atmosphere between Lin Zhiyi and Song Wanqiu and came over with the coffee pot.

“Zhiyi, Miss Song, I’ll pour you a cup too… Ah!”

Chen Huan felt her foot catch on something. The entire pot of coffee spilled over Lin Zhiyi and Song Wanqiu.

Both instinctively raised their hands to block the scalding coffee.

Although they weren’t burnt, the coffee drenched their design drafts, leaving a large stain that spread, destroying all the details of the designs.

“Chen Huan! What are you doing?” Shen Yan shouted, pushing away the dazed Chen Huan.

Chen Huan came back to her senses, quickly apologizing, “I-I didn’t do it on purpose, something tripped me up just now, I had no idea this would happen!”

Watching their soaked design drafts, Song Wanqiu was grinding her teeth in rage but, given her concern for her image, dared not make a scene.

Suddenly, a stern voice sounded.

“What’s going on?”