Lin Zhiyi watched the approaching man, her breath catching.
"I-I’ll go take a look." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
She nearly bumped into the art stand in the corridor, hastily rushing into the master bedroom.
Upon opening the door, she didn’t see her luggage.
Entering the wardrobe, she discovered her clothes had already been hung in the closet.
Right next to Gong Chen’s clothes.
Like in her previous life, yet not quite the same.
In her previous life, she had many clothes, all provided by Gong Chen.
He said she was, after all, the Third Madam of the Gong Family and shouldn’t be dressed too shabbily.
And that was all.
Now, she had fewer clothes, most were simple and versatile styles.
But these were things that truly belonged to her.
As she was feeling sentimental, her eyes caught a glimpse of a dress in the wardrobe, making her scalp tingle.
She immediately reached out to grab the dress.
When the dress fell, it brought out the items inside, dropping right onto her feet.
It was a dark red scarf.
Lin Zhiyi found it hard to believe her eyes.
After hesitating for a few seconds, she picked up the scarf from the floor.
That color, that imperfect weave, it really resembled the scarf she knitted for Gong Chen those years ago.
Yet she had clearly thrown it in the trash can.
At that time, the garbage truck was collecting trash at the back door of the Gong Mansion.
For Sang Ran, Gong Chen hadn’t retrieved the scarf.
By all means, this scarf should have rotted away in the landfill.
A coincidence?
Lin Zhiyi’s hands traced along the scarf to its edge, and she paused.
It was a small, unnoticed hole.
She had missed a stitch while knitting, only noticing it after finishing, but by then, it was too late to fix.
Turning it over revealed faint burn marks on an inner layer.
This scarf was indeed the one she knitted years ago.
How did it return to Gong Chen’s possession?
Lost in thought, familiar yet unique warmth approached Lin Zhiyi from behind.
As she was about to put down the scarf, the man wrapped her from behind, extending his long arms to firmly grip her wrist.
"Nothing to say?"
The man’s voice was deep.
Lin Zhiyi’s ears itched, and she couldn’t help but ask, "How come this scarf is with you? Clearly back then..."
"Found in the landfill."
He spoke lightly, but the reflection in the cabinet glass showed his deeply furrowed brows.
Clearly not a pleasant memory.
"Why did you have the maid treat it like trash again?"
"I didn’t throw it away." The man restrained his anger, "Luckily I grabbed it back, but even after finding someone to mend it, this is the best I could do."
"Oh."
Lin Zhiyi responded lightly, looking down at the scarf, her dark hair falling, revealing a slender white neck.
Gong Chen’s eyes darkened, and he leaned in.
The person in his embrace stiffened noticeably, her ears and neck quickly flushed red.
"Just ’oh’? I looked for five hours, and got my hand burned in the process."
Lin Zhiyi knew he was deliberately saying it like this, yet she couldn’t help but imagine him at the landfill.
This was so unlike Gong Chen.
Even when he acted more overtly, he rarely showed emotion, always dangerously aloof.
Someone like that searching the landfill, going all out to retrieve a not-so-valuable scarf from the fire...
Lin Zhiyi’s thoughts were a bit scrambled, so much so that she didn’t notice the person beside her advancing until his lips pressed against her collarbone, snapping her back to reality.
Her body trembled as Gong Chen turned her around, bending down to kiss her.
She paused, and just as her body was about to bump into the wardrobe, her head was supported by a large hand, deepening the kiss.
A moment passed, and he released Lin Zhiyi.
"Consider that kiss my comfort, with interest..."
Lin Zhiyi was stunned by his words, instinctively raising her hands to push him.
In doing so, she exposed the dress in her other hand to him.
Gong Chen glanced over, his eyes hot.
"For me to see?"
"No! This is just Liao Yi’s idea!"
Liao Yi often sought inspiration for painting, but she had never dated.
She didn’t understand romantic couple antics, so she bought some playful lingerie online to study.
By accident, she over-purchased and gave Lin Zhiyi a set.
She hadn’t thought much of it, hadn’t even removed the packaging, but didn’t expect the movers to unpack and hang it up.
Now Gong Chen had caught her.
She wished she could find a hole to crawl into.
"Tonight?" The man didn’t listen to her
"I already said no."
Lin Zhiyi, annoyed, broke out in a fine sweat, her hair sticking to the sides of her face, looking quite enticing.
Gong Chen took the dress, his voice husky, "Then now... I’ll help you put it on."
"No... don’t... don’t take off my sweater..."
"How many layers are you wearing, Lin Zhiyi?"
After removing the sweater, Gong Chen peeled off her undershirt, not expecting another thin shirt underneath.
Lin Zhiyi clutched her last line of defense, "I’m afraid of the cold, can’t I?"
Gong Chen’s palm slipped under the hem of the thin shirt, speaking deeply, "I turned on the floor heating."
"No..."
Before she could say no, Lin Zhiyi was unexpectedly kissed.
He felt pleased, while Lin Zhiyi was angered and didn’t speak to him all night.
...
On the way back to the apartment.
Chen Jin calmly said, "Heard you’re pursuing Zhou Zhao?"
Liao Yi, playing with her phone, accidentally tapped, silently cursing Li Huan eighteen times.
She smiled at Chen Jin: "How’s that? Do you think I can do it?"
Chen Jin glanced at her.
Liao Yi was a good person, straightforward, with little scheming.
"Pretty good."
"Nice vision."
Just as Liao Yi finished speaking, her phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at the screen, feeling like crying.
"Zhou Zhao? Could he also know? Li Huan that blabbermouth!"
As soon as she answered, Zhou Zhao’s voice came from the other end.
"I consider you two good friends, and you’re secretly betraying me?"
"Hey, isn’t that phrase used wrongly?" Liao Yi countered.
"We’re done."
Beep beep beep...
Liao Yi was bewildered, only realizing after looking at her phone that she mistakenly sent Zhou Zhao a voice message in panic.
"Do you think I can do it?"
"Pretty good."
Liao Yi was awkward: "He misunderstood."
Chen Jin handed over her phone: "Send him a red packet, it’ll be fine."
"Alright." Liao Yi sent a red packet.
Zhou Zhao instantly received it, promptly blocking Chen Jin.
"Absolutely!"
She gave a thumbs up.
...
The next day.
After handing Xingxing to Liao Yi, Lin Zhiyi went to the studio.
On the way, she constantly felt someone watching her.
This feeling lasted the whole day, until after work, a car blocked her path.
"Miss Lin, the old master invites you to the Gong Mansion for a chat."
"There’s nothing old to catch up on between us." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞
Lin Zhiyi tried to sidestep and leave, but the other party chuckled coldly.
"If Miss Lin won’t come willingly, my companions can only invite Miss Lin’s daughter and friend."
Lin Zhiyi gritted her teeth and turned around: "I’ll go with you."

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