Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 62 - She Actually Bit Her
Chapter 62: Chapter 62: She Actually Bit Her
Chapter 62 -62: She Actually Bit Her
He actually bit her!
Lin Zhiyi knew that Gong Chen was definitely getting back at her for biting him earlier, so she simply closed her eyes and waited for the blood to flow.
But the pain was momentary, and the teeth on her neck lightened then intensified in turns, as if he was teasing her.
She shivered slightly, and the lips on her neck changed their movement, slowly grinding against her skin.
The next second, she found herself seated on a low table, wanting to escape but encircled within his arms.
Gong Chen leaned close to her, so close that the slightest movement of his lips would touch hers.
As Lin Zhiyi moved back, he raised his hand to support her head, pulling her back towards him.
The slight touch heated the atmosphere.
“Say it again,” Gong Chen said softly.
“…”
Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips tightly, unwilling to speak, remaining rigid.
Gong Chen calmly took the fresh flower from her ear and crushed it in front of her, saying coldly, “It’s ugly.”
Is the flower ugly?
Or is she ugly?
Lin Zhiyi preferred to believe the latter.
Forced to meet his gaze, her long eyelashes trembled, but her eyes were filled with defiance and she bit her lip again.
Her already rosy lips grew even redder, enticing in their color and the defiance they carried was equally seductive.
Gong Chen’s eyes deepened, his voice hoarse and low, “You think I have no other options if you don’t speak?”
As he spoke, his lips moved against Lin Zhiyi’s.
It felt like an electric shock to her, numbing her whole body, goosebumps rising on her back, leaving her no choice but to clench her fists to control herself.
But her chaotic small movements were all noticed by Gong Chen.
He slightly raised an eyebrow, his finger that crushed the flower caressing her tightly clenched lips.
The scent of the flower mixed with a bitter taste entered her mouth, making her frown slightly, loosening her lips a bit.
In an instant, Gong Chen kissed her without warning.
Lin Zhiyi’s eyes widened, and she pushed him hard with her hand, but he looped his necktie around her hands twice.
With a tug, her hands could only cling tightly to his chest, making the scene even more ambiguous.
“Bastard!”
“Scumbag!”
“Let… go!”
Lin Zhiyi’s body rejected him, cursing whenever she found a chance to breathe.
“I’m the dog? What does that make you?” Gong Chen’s voice grew even huskier, sparing her a glance.
“…”
Lin Zhiyi glared at him, grinding her teeth!
Gong Chen looked back at her, as if seeing a harmless little animal, toying and teasing.
Then, seizing her body again, he kissed her even more fiercely.
He ground against her lips, “Since you’ve been in my bed, don’t think it ends here.”
Lin Zhiyi pushed him away, but found her body growing softer under his kiss.
She didn’t want this!
Lin Zhiyi, clinging to the last of her rationality, kicked out at Gong Chen.
Gong Chen blocked it with his hand.
Her hands freed, Lin Zhiyi pushed against his chest and jumped off the low table to run outside.
Gong Chen didn’t chase her, instead sitting down and arranging his pant leg, as if he had anticipated her actions.
“Remember to change your dressing.”
“And… don’t forget to think of an explanation for the marks on your neck.”
Lin Zhiyi ran out the door, cursing Gong Chen in her heart.
Reaching into her pocket, she found something and pulled out a tube of ointment.
Moreover, to her surprise, her foot didn’t hurt as much as before, and walking was no problem at all.
When had Gong Chen slipped it into her pocket?
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Without giving it much thought, Lin Zhiyi took a few steps then suddenly remembered the mark Gong Chen mentioned and tried to check it with her phone, only to discover her phone was missing.
Could it be…
She turned and ran back towards Gong Chen’s yard, nearly colliding with Chen Jin who was coming out.
“Miss Lin, the Third Young Master asked me to return your phone to you.”
Lin Zhiyi took her phone, opened the recording app, and found it empty.
Suddenly, her heart felt empty.
Therefore, all Gong Chen did just now with her was merely an eye shielding technique–it was all to take her phone!
Chen Jin noticed that Lin Zhiyi’s face was pale as death. “Miss Lin…”
Lin Zhiyi let out a cold laugh. “Uncle has really gone to great lengths.”
“Miss Lin, actually…”
Before Chen Jin could explain, Lin Zhiyi had already left, and all he could do was frown and sigh.
Lin Zhiyi returned to her room and headed straight for the bathroom, where she immediately spotted the clear red mark on her neck in the mirror.
It was a shallow bite mark, but the area it traversed was ambiguously red.
Anyone who saw it would know what had happened.
Lin Zhiyi washed several times, but the more she washed, the redder it became, so she had no choice but to give up.
She needed to report to Xue Man’s studio tomorrow, and it looked like she would have to cover it up with foundation.
As she was thinking about how to ask Liu He to borrow some foundation, Liu He arrived.
“Zhiyi? Are you back? I brought you some food.”
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi casually wrapped a towel around her neck and came out.
Liu He stared at her odd attire. “What are you doing? Why wrap a towel around your neck?”
Lin Zhiyi casually said, “I just went out for some exercise and sweated a little, so I wrapped it with a towel, saying it helps prevent catching cold from drafts.”
“Your foot just healed a bit, don’t overdo it, sit down and eat some food.”
“Okay.”
Lin Zhiyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sat down to obediently eat.
Liu He was in a great mood, the gloominess from last night completely swept away, and she even started to gossip.
“Zhiyi, you wouldn’t believe it, but Song Wanqiu’s retribution has come.”
“Song Wanqiu? What happened?” Lin Zhiyi asked indifferently.
“The organizer of your competition was arrested for bribery, claiming anyone could win first place by paying money! Netizens noticed that he was responsible for the jewelry contest this time, and the fire has now spread to Song Wanqiu. Although Song Wanqiu immediately denied it, the seeds of doubt have been sown, and she can’t control it anymore, which is the most torturous part.”
Liu He clapped her hands in delight.
Lin Zhiyi also felt relieved.
Song Wanqiu was plagiarizing already. If she really contested with netizens, those adamant netizens would certainly dig deeper.
Would she dare?
Of course not.
The more she explained, the worse it became.
Not explaining only made people more suspicious.
Now Song Wanqiu was like a skewered kebab, repeatedly tormented.
Lin Zhiyi continued eating, curiously watching Liu He. “How did the organizer suddenly become exposed?”
Liu He peeled an orange and chuckled, “Must have offended someone and got sabotaged.”
“Who it might be?”
“I don’t know, but everyone on the internet knows now, probably someone he previously offended has wealthy and powerful parents.”
Liu He speculated and casually pushed the small plate of orange slices towards Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi nodded without thinking too much about it.
After eating, Lin Zhiyi wanted to rest for a while. Liu He, carrying a tray, was about to leave but saw the medicinal patches on the cabinet.
“Where did you get these? This stuff is homemade by a Chinese medicine doctor, it’s expensive and hard to buy, money can’t even get it, and you have so much?”
“Just… the hospital gave it to me.”
Lin Zhiyi stared at the medicinal patches, surprised that such a plain-looking item could be so precious.
What is this from Gong Chen?
Compensation for deleting Song Wanqiu’s evidence?
“Mom, take them all, but could you lend me the foundation tomorrow? I need it for going to Xue Man’s.”
“No problem, I’ll leave you a few patches, and I’ll take the rest for your uncle.”
Liu He joyfully took them away.
…
The morning light was dim, and the sunrise scattered, blending with the fresh scent in the cool air.
Lin Zhiyi adjusted her turtleneck and quickly walked out of the Gong Family’s house.
She took the subway for over an hour to reach Xue Man’s studio.
A building, shaped like a rhombus-cut gem, stood prominently on an artistic street.
Lin Zhiyi quickened her steps, ready to enter the building, when a voice called out from behind.
“Lin Zhiyi.”
