Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 104 - No Need to Investigate Further

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: No Need to Investigate Further

Chapter 104 -104: No Need to Investigate Further

Lin Zhiyi had considered dozens of possibilities, even the thought that Song Wanqiu might want to use her to have a miscarriage, making her a sinner for all eternity.

But she never imagined Song Wanqiu would actually push her into the deep autumn lake.

The Gong Family’s artificial lake was dug deep, and almost instantly, the icy water engulfed Lin Zhiyi.

She struggled fiercely, “Help…”

As soon as she opened her mouth, water poured in, and she couldn’t utter a complete sentence.

Lin Zhiyi thought she was as good as dead when suddenly, Song Wanqiu started to shout.

“Help! Zhiyi has fallen into the water!”

Song Wanqiu’s cries for help attracted many people.

But by then, because her coat had soaked up so much water, it was extremely heavy, her efforts to struggle grew weak, and her body began to sink.

Suddenly, a figure jumped into the water and forcefully pulled her to shore.

Lin Zhiyi spat out a mouthful of water, groggily observing the man holding her.

It was Gong Chen.

His head was lowered, his hair dripping with water, his dark eyes intently staring at her, and the corners of his eyes tinged with crimson.

“Zhiyi, Zhiyi.”

He never called her like that before.

“It hurts.”

Lin Zhiyi clutched her lower abdomen, looking up slightly.

Her beige knitted dress showed a faint trace of blood.

Damn!

Her period had come!

Lin Zhiyi, who never suffered from painful periods, passed out from the pain.

…

When Lin Zhiyi woke up again, the pain in her abdomen had subsided.

But as she turned, she was startled to see Gong Chen sitting by her bedside.

His expression was cold, his dark eyes devoid of any emotion, he spoke in an extremely light tone, “You are not pregnant.”

Lin Zhiyi nodded, “I told you before, it’s impossible for me to be carrying your child.”

Gong Chen’s fingers resting on his knees curled up as he spoke in a deep voice, “Since nothing is wrong, there’s no need to pursue the matter with Wanqiu. She said it was an accident that you fell into the lake.”

“What did you say!”

Lin Zhiyi’s voice suddenly sharpened, like a balloon being burst, deflating with a tremble.

Gong Chen didn’t look at her and stood up without a change in his demeanor.

“I’ve said what needed to be said. Don’t talk nonsense about things you shouldn’t.”

“What on earth are you talking about! Do you really think it was an accident? What if I really had been pregnant? You’d just let such a consequence go?”

Lin Zhiyi’s hands trembled uncontrollably, she clenched the blanket tightly to steady herself. As she looked up at him, her eyes were filled with grief and hatred.

Gong Chen, wrapped in a black overcoat, created a stark contrast against the white wall behind, gloomy as a specter.

“It was indeed an accident, and there are no ifs.”

Lin Zhiyi lay rigid on the bed, her face pale as ash, unaware of when Gong Chen had left.

The wounds in her heart that had just begun to heal tore open again, causing pain as if she had returned to the moment in her past life when she lost Xingxing.

“It’s alright, it won’t happen again, there won’t be a next time…”

She hoarsely comforted herself, but tears fell stubbornly.

The door clicked open.

Song Wanqiu walked in with a smile.

“Crying? Did Third Young Master discard you?”

Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and looked up at the triumphant Song Wanqiu, “So what?”

Song Wanqiu stood at the foot of the bed and clucked, “If I had known you weren’t pregnant, I wouldn’t have wasted my time. But… how does the ice-cold lake water taste?”

“I may not be pregnant, but how come you’ve been with the younger uncle for so long and still can’t conceive? The Old Mr. Gong lost a son in his early years and desires a prosperous offspring the most. You haven’t been pregnant for over three years; at the hospital, you’d have to visit the infertility department by now. Is it you who is incapable, or is it the younger uncle? If there’s something unspeakable, you must speak up. Otherwise, without the ability to bear children, Old Mr. Gong won’t let you through the door.”

Lin Zhiyi deliberately let her gaze fall slowly upon Song Wanqiu’s lower abdomen.

She hadn’t misunderstood Old Mr. Gong’s intentions—his disdain for Liu He had another reason.

Having given birth to Lin Zhiyi had injured Liu He’s body, she could no longer conceive.

The first wife had left only one grandson, Gong Yan; the second couldn’t bear children, and if the third, Gong Chen, were to marry someone infertile, how could he possibly agree?

After sensing Lin Zhiyi’s gaze, Song Wanqiu instinctively covered her stomach.

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This action perplexed Lin Zhiyi.

In her previous life, she and Gong Chen had married first, which caused Song Wanqiu to flee out of wedlock.

But now, there were no obstacles between the two; the announcement of Song Wanqiu’s pregnancy and their marriage seemed natural.

Why was Song Wanqiu not only opposed to having this child but even afraid to reveal the slightest hint of it?

“Lin Zhiyi, I know you’re hurting, but don’t worry, the worst is still to come. The Third Young Master said once the cooperation agreement is signed, he will marry me.”

“See, I told you, no matter what happens, he will choose me. You’re nothing more than a free pastime.”

Song Wanqiu snorted with laughter, boasting before she turned and left the sick room.

Lin Zhiyi, who had been holding herself together, finally collapsed back onto the bed, covering her head with the blanket, and curled up inside.

…

Downstairs.

Old Mr. Gong, who had long been waiting, looked at the approaching Gong Chen and commanded with authority, “Is it taken care of?”

“Yes,” Gong Chen replied, expressionless.

“That’s good. Such a scandal would also bring shame, and Lin Zhiyi has been sensible enough. There’s no need to keep an eye on her from here on out.” Old Mr. Gong’s complexion visibly brightened.

Gong Chen lowered his eyelids, darkness churning in his pupils: “Because you’re sure she’s not pregnant?”

Old Mr. Gong frowned and stared at him: “What are you implying?”

“If she were pregnant…”

“The public has long since moved on from your affair. If she’s pregnant, just deal with the child discreetly. And if she doesn’t agree, dealing with both her and the child isn’t difficult. Moreover, with Liu He at the Gong Family home, she’ll comply obediently. Gong Chen, remember who you are!” Old Mr. Gong interrupted dissatisfiedly.

“Yes.”

Gong Chen said nothing more; his face remained inscrutable.

Old Mr. Gong turned away: “Don’t forget your duties for someone insignificant. I’m leaving.”

With that, he turned and departed.

Chen Jin stepped forward quickly, worried: “Third Young Master, your clothes are soaking through, you should change before you catch cold.”

He looked down. The legs of Gong Chen’s trousers were damp and clinging to his skin, even dripping water.

Gong Chen ignored him, lit a cigarette, the light on his lips trembled slightly, and he looked up to exhale a white mist. His eyes, which seemed to delve into the cold night, were tinged with a layer of gloom even under the sun.

…

Lin Zhiyi calmed herself down under the covers.

It wasn’t long before Liu He, accompanied by Li Huan, entered the door.

“Doctor Li, my daughter is really okay, isn’t she?”

“Second Madam, have you and the Third Young Master gone mad? I’m an internist! An internist! Not a gynecologist! I can’t treat menstrual cramps! I beg for mercy…”

Li Huan truly felt resigned; he regretted it all—he should have heeded his family’s advice to go into business.

Hearing the noise, Lin Zhiyi rubbed the corners of her eyes and quickly sat up.

“Mom, I’m fine. Don’t make it difficult for Doctor Li.”

At the sound of her voice, both turned to look at Lin Zhiyi.

Liu He hurriedly sat down beside her, touching her face: “Zhiyi, are you in pain anywhere else?”

Lin Zhiyi reassured: “I’m not in pain anymore. Just choked on some water, and my throat’s a little itchy.”

“It’s okay, just drink more warm water.”

Even as a physician, Li Huan dutifully approached Lin Zhiyi to check her over thoroughly.

He had stood too far away before and Lin Zhiyi hadn’t seen Li Huan’s disheveled appearance.

But now close up, Lin Zhiyi was startled by how Li Huan looked.

“Doctor Li… did you get into a fight?”