Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 84 - Just Throw It Away
Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Just Throw It Away
Chapter 84 -84: Just Throw It Away
When it came to searching the rooms, President Yu specifically glanced at Song Wanqiu.
“Miss Song, you don’t mind, do you?”
Hearing this, Song Wanqiu’s expression momentarily flashed with unease.
“President Yu, since the misunderstanding has been resolved, I think we should let it go; otherwise, it’s just a waste of your and Third Young Master’s time.”
President Yu covered his mouth and chuckled lightly, “Miss Song is so considerate, how can we say it’s a waste of time? What are you all waiting for, go and search Miss Song’s room.”
“Yes.”
The butler was about to leave with others but was swiftly blocked by Song Wanqiu.
“President Yu, after all, it is the bedroom of Third Young Master and me, isn’t it a bit inappropriate?” she reminded.
“Miss Song, then you’re being too double-standard. Miss Lin, a single woman, was sleeping and you barged in with so many men, and she said nothing; what are you afraid of? Could it be that you have hidden something?” President Yu implied.
“No! No!”
Song Wanqiu shook her head vigorously, her face growing increasingly ugly.
She had not hidden anything, but her room was too clean, showing no traces of both a man and a woman ever having stayed there.
If others found out that Gong Chen hadn’t actually slept with her last night,
where would she put her face?
But President Yu didn’t give her a chance to resist and he gave the butler a look.
The butler pushed past Song Wanqiu into the next room, with others following.
Lin Zhiyi did not want to go and remained seated.
Yesterday, as soon as Song Wanqiu and Gong Chen entered the room, they were quick to action, bumping against the walls with thuds.
It was imaginable how intense the encounter was.
But Chen Huan dragged her outside, “Why are you still sitting? Hurry up.”
Reluctantly, Lin Zhiyi was pulled next door, where she whispered to Chen Huan, “You better not look, you’ll get an eye affliction.”
“Ah.” Sure enough, Chen Huan let out in a low voice.
Told her not to look.
Chen Huan whispered, “Isn’t this room too clean and tidy? I thought Third Young Master and Song Wanqiu would…”
Hmm?
Lin Zhiyi lifted her eyes skeptically and noticed the room was suspiciously clean.
Song Wanqiu’s coat was neatly hanging in the closet, the bedding showed some traces on one side, but minimal creases elsewhere.
She glanced at the bathroom subconsciously, the double portion of towels, one used and the other folded as neat as a block of tofu.
Lin Zhiyi was observing when she suddenly felt a gaze on her and looked up to find herself meeting Gong Chen’s eyes.
His half-closed ink-dark eyes were deep and intense, scanning her and then the tofu-like folded towel.
Lin Zhiyi immediately felt an itch in her scalp, realizing Gong Chen had caught on to what she was thinking.
At that moment, the blanket on the bed was lifted and Song Wanqiu’s phone fell to the ground, followed by low panting and sounds of body collisions.
This isn’t…
Lin Zhiyi looked around the room in shock as Song Wanqiu, without an ounce of grace, picked up the phone and hurriedly turned it off.
President Yu snorted with laughter, “No wonder Miss Song didn’t want us to come in, turns out it was loneliness in the deep night, all excepting my detailed chat with Third Young Master its fault for keeping us up all night, but Miss Song, don’t be embarrassed, we’re all adults, liking what we see and hear doesn’t matter.”
As he finished, the surrounding gaze overwhelmed Song Wanqiu, her face an iron shade, biting her lip hard.
President Yu lightly waved his hand, “Alright, let’s check the other two.”
The rooms of Chen Huan and Shen Yan were merely glanced at.
Obviously, President Yu just couldn’t stand Song Wanqiu.
After checking the rooms, she casually mentioned, “Breakfast is being prepared, I’ll be waiting for everyone in the dining room in half an hour.”
“Third Young Master, there are some work matters, let’s chat some more.”
Gong Chen nodded, leaving ahead with President Yu.
Once everyone dispersed, Lin Zhiyi turned to go back to her room but was grabbed by Song Wanqiu.
“Did you plan this? Otherwise, how could President Yu possibly know?”
“What did he know?” Lin Zhiyi scanned the tightly gripped phone, “Know how impatient you were?”
Song Wanqiu clung to her pride, emphasizing in a low voice, “Third Young Master and I were extremely harmonious yesterday, he hadn’t even gotten on the bed before he took me, the sounds on the phone are just for spicing things up, unlike you, who needs to drug someone to climb into their bed.”
Lin Zhiyi scoffed, “Then you should prepare some more nourishing soup for your younger uncle.”
“You…”
Lin Zhiyi couldn’t be bothered with her, pulling away from her grasp into the room.
It’s what they say about Song Wanqiu, a failed attempt to catch a cheater only to expose oneself.
However, how did President Yu know that there was such a thing on Song Wanqiu’s phone?
…
Down the corridor.
President Yu walked with a graceful sway, a smile playing on her lips, “Third Young Master, were you satisfied with my performance just now? But aren’t you angry that your fiancée was so humiliated?”
Yesterday, after she finished the call and thought about turning back to discuss the contract details with Gong Chen, she arrived at the door and heard noises coming from Song Wanqiu’s room.
She initially thought it inconvenient to disturb, but upon turning around, she encountered Gong Chen coming from the living room and immediately understood Song Wanqiu’s trickery.
Normally she wouldn’t bother with Song Wanqiu, but today, Song Wanqiu had even brought her people to strut around on her turf.
She certainly had to teach her a lesson.
“Don’t go too far,” Gong Chen said emotionlessly.
President Yu laughed out loud, slowly handed Gong Chen a cigarette, and leaned in to light it for him.
“Third Young Master, were you happy last night? How come you didn’t think to thank me?”
“Take off ten percent from the contract.”
Gong Chen turned to light the cigarette, knowing it was her doing.
President Yu turned off the lighter, clicking her tongue twice, “Turning your back after crossing the river! You help that girl, but don’t you go to see how she is?”
“No.” Gong Chen continued walking forward.
“Ha, stubborn as always. As if that girl could ever fancy you!”
…
Lin Zhiyi washed up and went to the restaurant with everyone.
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After breakfast, the butler announced that the road was clear, and everyone got up to leave.
Before getting into the car, Lin Zhiyi made her way specifically to President Yu.
“President Yu, thank you for this morning.”
“You think it was me?” President Yu smiled lightly.
“Then it was…” Lin Zhiyi asked skeptically.
“It was not…” President Yu glanced behind Lin Zhiyi and smiled, “It was not just because you attract good feelings from people; remember to make my jewelry designs beautiful.”
“Definitely.”
Lin Zhiyi, oblivious to President Yu’s gaze, was delighted by her trust and repeatedly assured her.
On the way back, it seemed no one had slept well last night as they all remained silent.
Xue Man, upon learning Lin Zhiyi had settled things with President Yu, immediately gave them all a day off to rest properly.
After dropping off the other three, only Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen were left in the car.
Thinking of the previous night’s awkwardness, Lin Zhiyi simply closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
Upon arriving at the Gong Family home, she quickly got out of the car and ran.
Gong Chen frowned, did he look like he would eat her?
He slowly got out of the car, and the butler approached.
“Third Young Master, Old Mr. Gong asks for you.”
“Hmm.”
Moments later, he entered Old Mr. Gong’s study.
Old Mr. Gong was practicing calligraphy, his strokes flowing smoothly.
The words ‘Yi Jing’ appeared vividly on the paper.
“Did it go well?”
“Hmm.”
Gong Chen sat beside the desk, picked up a teacup, and lazily took a sip.
Old Mr. Gong discarded the freshly written characters to the side and continued to write, his tone authoritative, “Song Wanqiu has been causing too many problems online lately.”
Gong Chen remained silent.
Old Mr. Gong’s arm swung, and his tone brooked no argument, “I heard her studio is collaborating with President Yu. If you want to keep her, let her achieve something.”
“I understand,” Gong Chen said coldly.
Immediately after, Old Mr. Gong forcefully circled the word ‘Yi.’
“This character is always poorly written, keeping it is just unsightly.”
Gong Chen put down his cup without a glance and said coldly, “Then just throw it away.”
Old Mr. Gong loosened his grip, and the paper landed in the trash can.
“That’s better.”
