Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 74 - Your Big Brother
Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Your Big Brother?
Chapter 74 -74: Your Big Brother?
Gong Yan denied urgently, “Zhiyi, stop talking. My uncle has his reasons for doing things. Take good care of yourself while I’m not here.”
That confirmed her suspicion.
Lin Zhiyi gripped the phone tightly, resentment welling up inside her.
For the sake of Song Wanqiu, Gong Chen was actually ruthless enough to root out anyone who helped her!
It was in these repeated business trips that Gong Yan was estranged from the power center of the Gong Group, and the esteemed young master of the Gong family was finally exiled abroad.
Gong Chen really was a heartless and ungrateful person.
Lin Zhiyi stood in the breeze, head bowed, “Big brother, I’m sorry, it’s my fault that you’re in this mess.”
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“Fool. Don’t think nonsense. Perhaps my uncle recently has been negotiating an important partnership with President Yu of Cha Hua Manor and just couldn’t get away, so he sent me instead.”
Gong Yan was still making excuses for Gong Chen.
However, Lin Zhiyi caught onto a familiar term.
“President Yu from Cha Hua Manor?”
Gong Yan hesitated for a moment, “Yes, do you know him?”
“Our studio is designing jewelry for President Yu.”
“President Yu is quite demanding. I was supposed to be the one discussing the cooperation, but for some reason, Grandpa handed it over to my uncle. It looks like Grandpa values this partnership a lot. You be careful when you interact with President Yu.”
Lin Zhiyi felt a warmth in her heart as she listened to Gong Yan’s admonition, “Alright.”
“I can’t talk anymore, my car is waiting. I’m heading off first.”
Gong Yan hurriedly hung up the phone.
Lin Zhiyi felt a bitter taste in her mouth, feeling the injustice on his behalf.
She had heard from colleagues that although President Yu was a woman, she was a formidable character; she didn’t partner easily, and if she did, it would definitely be a major project.
If Gong Yan had sealed the deal, maybe his fate could have been rewritten. But unfortunately, it was snatched away by Gong Chen again.
Lost in thought, a car suddenly stopped in front of her.
The car door opened, and a figure stumbled out, clothes disheveled and reeking of alcohol.
Who else could it be but Shen Yan?
Shen Yan looked up and a flash of hatred crossed her eyes as soon as she saw Lin Zhiyi.
She deliberately shouted into the car, “Zhiyi! So you’re here! It just so happens they want to go for another round, I’ve had too much, go with everyone, they are all colleagues. Don’t be a spoilsport!”
The next second, four male colleagues got out of the car.
These four were quite influential in the studio.
They occasionally joked with female colleagues, and everyone just laughed it off, not wanting to provoke them.
Shen Yan targeted these four, deliberately claiming she could arrange a meeting with Lin Zhiyi.
But she was played; these four took advantage of her during dinner and made unsolicited advances while she dared not speak out, only enduring.
Now Lin Zhiyi was alone, and she was determined to let Lin Zhiyi taste the same medicine!
All four men had been drinking and swayed as they leaned against the car door, beckoning Lin Zhiyi over.
“Lin Zhiyi is wandering around so late, looks like you’re free. We’re planning to hit the bar, come join us.”
Shen Yan gave Lin Zhiyi a push, “Of course, Zhiyi agrees, she’s too happy to miss such a great opportunity. Get in the car.”
Lin Zhiyi looked around, acutely aware that she couldn’t mess with the majority, especially not with men who had been drinking—who knows what they could do.
“Lin Zhiyi, let’s go,” one of the men reached out to pull Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi dodged and raised her hand to signal behind them, “Teacher! Over here!”
All five turned their heads as Lin Zhiyi turned and ran.
Possibly because they were deceived twice and had been drinking, the four colleagues were quite angry and the first to react chased after her.
Lin Zhiyi had no choice but to dart into a nearby alley.
Inside, the paths led to various residential areas, night markets, small hotels—the roads intricate and complex; she was somewhat more familiar with them.
Lin Zhiyi thought she could shake them off, but Shen Yan was actually helping them search and even pointed the way.
Just as she was about to be caught.
Suddenly, from the dark alley, a hand reached out and pulled her in.
She hardly had time to see who it was when a rush of wind brushed past her ear and the dull thuds of fists hitting flesh could be heard in the heavy night—particularly oppressive.
The male colleague fell to the ground with a thud.
Lin Zhiyi startled, quickly lifted her gaze to see the man looking at her with amusement, as he slowly closed in, the chilling aura pressing down on her breathing.
“A good rapport with the opposite sex?”
His voice was cold and carried the slightest hint of mockery.
It was Gong Chen.
Lin Zhiyi moved her wrist and knew she couldn’t resist. This time she was smarter, not using her hands but her feet instead.
She kicked out with her foot.
But Gong Chen had anticipated this move too. His large hand grasped her raised leg, effortlessly pulling her body closer to his.
Her body scraped against his belt buckle through a layer of clothing, which made Lin Zhiyi even more ashamed.
“Let go!”
“You ungrateful thing,” Gong Chen’s voice was hoarse and soft.
“I don’t need you to worry about me! I can solve it myself!”
No sooner had she finished speaking than Shen Yan arrived with others in tow.
Lin Zhiyi looked at the dark, enclosed alley and listened to the approaching footsteps. Her heart pounded like thunder.
Just as Shen Yan and the others drew near, Gong Chen kicked the man on the ground into the darkness and kissed Lin Zhiyi abruptly.
“Mmph!”
Lin Zhiyi’s eyes widened.
Gong Chen held her head to the side, shielding her body with his own.
Aside from its seven winding paths, the area was famous for being a romantic stroll for college couples.
The scattered warm yellow streetlamps, the grey walls covered in plants, and the flamboyant little shops exude a timeless sense of an era.
And they had quite the atmosphere.
Occasional dim corners where lovers whisper sweet nothings are perfectly normal.
Shen Yan and his group passed by and, evidently mistaking them for an ordinary couple, didn’t spare them a second glance and ran off.
Once Lin Zhiyi saw that everyone had left, she pushed hard against the man in front of her.
The old streetlamp outside flickered and suddenly brightened, casting a warm light from the narrow alley entrance, illuminating the man’s face.
The light fell into his deep pupils, emitting a pale golden halo, which tightened slightly as he stared at Lin Zhiyi. His long lashes hid the uncontrollable undercurrents.
Before Lin Zhiyi was deprived of all breath, she swung her elbow into the man’s chest. Though it numbed her arm with pain, the effect was obvious.
Gong Chen leaned back slightly, with the slanted light bisecting his silhouette.
Aside from his face, his body was strong and well-defined in the halo of light, exuding a cold and stern aura.
But his face, hidden in the shadows, remained unreadable.
He turned and lit a cigarette, his voice cold and low, “How do you propose to solve this? Find your dear elder brother?”
Lin Zhiyi felt a sudden chill of sweat down her back and clenched her teeth harder.
“So it really is you, Uncle. You already have immense power. Why do you still hassle my brother? He just helped me! What’s his fault? By what right do you treat him this way?”
She glared at the face in the darkness, her expression furious.
The hand with the cigarette paused in midair, the flame flickering uncertainly under the light as if it might fall the next second, scorching Lin Zhiyi’s skin.
Yet, he merely took a deep drag of the cigarette and exhaled slowly.
“So worried about him?”
“Yes, I hope uncle can show some generosity and let us go,” Lin Zhiyi spoke with suppressed rage.
“Us?”
Gong Chen let out a cold snort, pinching out the cigarette, almost at the same moment the street lamp outside shut off again.
The surroundings plunged back into darkness, total silence prevailing.
Lin Zhiyi felt the man opposite her lean in slowly, his fingertips grazing her face, his breath scented with tobacco heavy upon her.
He said in a deep voice, “Say what you will, but… I cannot.”
Cannot let you go.
Lin Zhiyi, momentarily stunned, pushed him away in fury and turned to run off.
“Chen Jin.”
From the darkness opposite, Chen Jin stepped out and nodded, following her.
As for the man on the ground, regaining consciousness, Gong Chen looked down on him with disinterest, upset he had nowhere to vent his frustration.
A man’s screams soon filled the alley.
…
As Lin Zhiyi walked, she mindlessly wiped her lips, then pulled out her mobile phone from her bag.
“Hello, I want to report a drunk driver near the university, the license plate is…”
“Please keep my report anonymous… My name is Shen Yan.”
