Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 486

Chapter 486: Chapter 486: That Woman Is Herself

Lin Zhiyi lay buried under the covers, feeling the surrounding silence.

The next second, a corner of the quilt in front of her was lifted, and someone directly crawled in.

Black hair was pressed by the quilt, hanging in front of his eyes, making his gaze even more alluring.

Lin Zhiyi caught her breath, suddenly feeling hot and uneasy, as she shrunk backward.

But he only moved closer.

"I’ve never gone there. I always handle it myself."

Lin Zhiyi was shocked.

What happened to Gong Chen?

More than three years without seeing each other and his speech was truly becoming more unrestrained.

Where did the aloof Third Young Master from before go?

Taking advantage when she wasn’t paying attention, Gong Chen’s large hand pressed onto her waist, pulling her towards him.

"Li Huan said I like to keep things inside too much, so there’s always misunderstandings between us."

"Zhiyi, are you still willing to trust me?"

A whisper of Zhiyi.

The man’s breath circulated under the covers, and Lin Zhiyi was truly out of places to escape.

She looked at the man slowly approaching, inexplicably feeling dry-mouthed.

Suddenly, a voice echoed in her mind.

She raised her hand to hold Gong Chen’s lips: "Third Young Master, almost got fooled by you. You often forget things; you also mentioned before that there’s a woman who helps you destress, am I making things inconvenient for you by staying here?"

"I told you that if you’re proactive, I’d tell you who it is, but you keep playing tricks."

"Couldn’t match Third Young Master’s sweet talking and deceiving."

Gong Chen saw her trying to escape, constraining her waist, strongly pulling her into his embrace.

He stared at her through his hair: "Your stubbornness hasn’t changed one bit, all directed at me."

"No."

Lin Zhiyi turned her head, not daring to look at him.

The atmosphere inside the quilt, coupled with the man’s low voice and the physique beneath the robe that couldn’t be hidden.

She’s not a saint!

Gong Chen leaned close to her ear: "There’s a box in the drawer of my bedside table, see for yourself."

"..."

A box?

Lin Zhiyi blinked, recalling cleaning the room previously and finding besides two Capybara in his bedside drawer.

Indeed, she saw an exquisite box, looking like it held jewelry.

She didn’t look inside.

Who would have thought it had a woman’s things hidden inside?

Lin Zhiyi felt a tightness in her chest, oh if only she hadn’t asked.

While she was thinking, Gong Chen already fetched the box from the drawer.

"Open it and see."

"No need."

Lin Zhiyi deliberately ignored the box in front of her.

But the back of her hand was enveloped in a large palm, opening the box.

Seeing the contents inside, a complex emotion once again engulfed her.

She cautiously took out the item inside, it was a photograph.

It was a photo taken accidentally at Sang Ran’s single party of her with Gong Chen.

She stared at the photo: "I thought it was deleted by the photographer."

"I asked for it." Gong Chen said by her ear, "Looks good, when you’re not here, it’s this woman keeping me company."

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, wanting to laugh but feeling a bit embarrassed.

The photo was somewhat crumpled, he probably looked at it many times.

By chance turning it over, she found undelible blood stains on the back.

Her chest inexplicably tightened: "Why is there blood?"

"Nosebleed, couldn’t wipe off, dry weather, people burn up."

Gong Chen’s breath gradually grew heavier.

Lin Zhiyi suddenly remembered the imagery of him handling things himself, could it be...

Her face burned red, preparing to move away, but it’s too late.

The man turned over, pinning her down.

She blustered: "Online they say moderation is good for health; careful not to bleed yourself dry."

Gong Chen’s eyes froze momentarily, laid back on the pillow beside her, naturally pulled down the covers on both of them.

"Lin Zhiyi, impressive, who else but you dares mess with me? Always being tricky."

"Sleep."

He reached over to adjust Lin Zhiyi’s quilt, without pressing her.

Lin Zhiyi pulled her to sit down, and the two hadn’t chatted much before another roommate, Dazhu, arrived.

"I felt an aura shining at the door, turns out it’s because two great beauties are here."

Dazhu, straightforward like in the dorms, is articulate.

She’s pragmatic; upon realizing her temperament didn’t suit the design world, she immediately changed industries.

She’s now in jewelry sales, thanks to her eloquence; she’s the first among them to achieve financial independence.

Dazhu dressed casually, but wore a watch on her wrist that showed she’s been earning well recently.

Lin Zhiyi teased: "Boss Dazhu, pleased to meet you."

Shuangshuang also said: "With your gift for gab, why not talk yourself into a boyfriend?"

"No, men will only slow down my money-making pace." Dazhu pulled out a thick red envelope from her bag, "I couldn’t decide what to buy for you, get yourself something."

"Thanks, boss."

Shuangshuang grinned, immediately changing her tone. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Lin Zhiyi took a glance at the clock on the wall: "Why hasn’t Lai’er arrived?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Stop, what’s with Lai’er, she’s now known as Emily. Make sure you don’t call her wrong." Dazhu corrected.

"What’s the matter, so formal?"

Lin Zhiyi looked at Dazhu in surprise.

In Dazhu’s line of work, she sometimes had to deal with people in the fashion circle, just as Fang Lai’er was in that industry.

She didn’t elaborate: "People..."

Before the words were finished, the room door was opened.

Walked in a woman Lin Zhiyi barely dared to recognize.

Stylishly dressed, displaying designer brands prominently.

Exquisite makeup, even walking as if filming an ad.

Fang Lai’er, no, Emily.

Modern urban woman.

Shuangshuang stared wide-eyed: "Lai’er?"

Fang Lai’er pursed her lips: "It’s me, just I now go by Emily, get used to it, it’s for work."

"Pfft." Shuangshuang covered her mouth in a laugh, "You look so weird like this. Emily, really?"

Fang Lai’er’s expression stiffened briefly, then she said: "Let’s sit and chat."

Just sat down, Shuangshuang who constantly talked about weddings suddenly changed her tone.

"Zhiyi, how are things at President Xue’s studio?"