Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 151: Lin Zhiyi, Remember to Apologize

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Last night, Lin Zhiyi took her medicine and fell asleep early, but she dreamt all night long.

The dreams were a jumbled mess, impossible to piece together, so she woke up feeling utterly listless.

Rubbing her head, Lin Zhiyi glanced at the time and hurriedly got out of bed to wash up.

When she reached the vestibule to pick up her scarf, she was shocked to find that its texture had changed.

Shaking out the scarf, she saw the ’Chen’ character embroidered with golden thread, still shimmering.

She was slightly stunned.

Hadn’t Gong Chen said this scarf was very important, and he would never give it away lightly?

What did he mean by this?

Lin Zhiyi’s first thought was that Gong Chen was trying to use her again.

She angrily tossed aside his scarf, but couldn’t find her own anywhere in the vestibule.

Just then, she received a notification on her work group chat informing her of a meeting in one hour.

With no other choice, she gritted her teeth and wore his scarf to cover the marks on her neck.

She rushed out to the elevator, not expecting to run into her neighbor.

Thinking of last night’s events, Lin Zhiyi was too embarrassed to look at her.

Her neighbor glanced at Lin Zhiyi, noticed her flushed lips, and chuckled softly.

"Slept in?"

"Mm," Lin Zhiyi embarrassedly nodded.

"Well, if I had a boyfriend with such a good build, I’d struggle to get out of bed too," her neighbor said with a giggle behind her hand.

Lin Zhiyi’s cheeks flushed, "It’s not like that."

The elevator dinged.

The two of them walked out together.

Her neighbor stuffed a bag of breakfast into Lin Zhiyi’s arms, "Don’t skip breakfast. I made extra this morning and was going to knock on your door to give it to you, but I was afraid you were..."

"I didn’t..."

Before Lin Zhiyi could finish, her neighbor pointed at her lips.

"Put on some lipstick to cover it up; your boyfriend really should have..."

"..."

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, unable to speak.

She couldn’t clear her name even if she jumped into the Yellow River now.

...

At the studio.

As soon as Lin Zhiyi entered, she saw Song Wanqiu chatting and laughing animatedly with those around her.

Everyone’s attitude was vastly different from yesterday.

She found it odd, and as she sat down, a trending news alert popped up on her phone.

"Third Young Master spends the night at Song Wanqiu’s residence, a happy event seems imminent."

In the photo, Song Wanqiu was intimately holding Gong Chen’s arm, leading him toward the Song Family home.

Her face was full of anticipation and joy, much like a newlywed wife waiting for her husband after work.

It must have been right after she left Lin Zhiyi’s apartment.

Truly seizing every minute.

No wonder everyone was so keen to please Song Wanqiu.

Although Song Wanqiu and Gong Chen were fiancés, Gong Chen had never stayed overnight at the Song Family home for over three years.

Now that he was staying at the female’s main house, wasn’t a happy event imminent?

Lin Zhiyi stared at the photo, feeling as if she had been severely stung, her whole body numb.

Lifting her eyes, she saw Song Wanqiu not far away, smiling slyly at her.

"Thank you everyone for your well-wishes. As soon as we set a date, I’ll inform you all first thing."

"It looks like it won’t be long before we start calling you Third Madam," a colleague joked.

"Let’s not, it makes me feel old. It’s about time for the meeting; let’s not keep President Xue waiting."

Though Song Wanqiu verbally expressed her distaste, the corners of her lips betrayed her, affirming the near reality of the rumored happy event.

Everyone glanced at each other, their enthusiasm toward her increasing.

She was virtually escorted to the meeting room, surrounded by stars.

Lin Zhiyi lowered her gaze, expressionless, picked up her notebook.

Just as she left the office, she unexpectedly found Song Wanqiu waiting for her.

Seeing there were only ten minutes until the meeting, she didn’t want to start any conflict with Song Wanqiu and pretended not to see her.

Suddenly, Song Wanqiu unexpectedly grabbed Lin Zhiyi’s scarf, fiercely pulling her in front of her.

In the scuffle, the bite marks on Lin Zhiyi’s neck were exposed.

Upon seeing them, Song Wanqiu’s eyes flashed with malice, her grip tightening.

"Still wearing it? Eager to let everyone know how cheap you are? Give it to me!"

"..."

A sharp pain shot through Lin Zhiyi’s neck, prompting her to angrily twist Song Wanqiu’s wrist.

Being a delicate heiress, Song Wanqiu was no match for Lin Zhiyi’s strength.

Lin Zhiyi looked at her coldly, "How come the mighty Third Young Master hasn’t prepared a scarf for Third Madam? No worries, you can ask for more in the dowry."

Then she forcefully pushed her hand away.

Song Wanqiu glared resentfully at Lin Zhiyi. However, the next second, she curled her lips into a sneer and deliberately leaned toward a potted plant shelf.

"Ah!"

Song Wanqiu screamed, falling to the ground and clutching her head as blood flowed down from her forehead.

Hearing the noise, everyone from the meeting room rushed out.

"Miss Song, what happened?"

A colleague hurried to help Song Wanqiu.

Song Wanqiu’s cheeks were pale, her eyes moist and filled with distress. Yet, when she spoke, her words were reassuring,

"I lost my balance, don’t... don’t blame Zhiyi."

Lin Zhiyi had just lowered her hand, appearing timid in the eyes of others.

Not wanting to be caught in a spiral of defending herself, she declared directly, "We can check the surveillance to see who’s at fault."

A colleague said with a sneer, "Because of the Shen Yan incident, President Xue decided to upgrade to more advanced surveillance systems. The old one was removed last night. Aren’t you blatantly feigning ignorance?"

Lin Zhiyi looked up and realized the place where the surveillance camera had been was now empty.

No wonder Song Wanqiu dared to be so bold, forcing her into retaliation.

Lin Zhiyi turned to Song Wanqiu, whose seemingly injured demeanor hid a scarcely detectable smirk.

The more she did this, the more Lin Zhiyi couldn’t afford to rush.

She took a deep breath and spoke as calmly as possible, "I didn’t push her, it was she..."

Before she could finish, Song Wanqiu’s body suddenly slumped, crashing straight to the ground.

At that moment, a tall figure swiftly moved past Lin Zhiyi, firmly catching Song Wanqiu.

"What’s going on?"

The chilly tone sent shivers down everyone’s spine.

It was Gong Chen.

Everyone fell silent, their gazes turning to Lin Zhiyi.

Song Wanqiu weakly clung to Gong Chen’s collar, "Third Young Master, Zhiyi didn’t mean it. I don’t know why she suddenly came up to me revealing the kiss mark underneath her scarf. I just thought we were at the workplace, so I wanted her to keep it low-key, and I didn’t expect her to get angry, then... it’s my fault for interfering too much."

"Ah... it hurts, I feel so dizzy."

As she spoke, she collapsed into Gong Chen’s arms, her lips pale, tears perfectly rolling down from the corners of her eyes, looking truly pitiful.

Gong Chen frowned, his expression becoming terrifyingly cold as he scooped Song Wanqiu into his arms.

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips and raised her voice to firmly explain, "She started it..."

Gong Chen immediately interrupted, "Lin Zhiyi, remember to apologize."

Lin Zhiyi was stunned.

He hadn’t asked anything and had already sentenced her.

Just as it had always been, whenever it involved Song Wanqiu, she was always the one in the wrong.

Gong Chen carried Song Wanqiu past Lin Zhiyi, not looking back.

Leaving Lin Zhiyi standing there, subjected to everyone’s disdainful looks.