Reborn to outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight
Chapter 184 Consider Marriage

Chapter 184: Chapter 184 Consider Marriage

Li Huan picked up the room card, not bothering to look at it carefully before putting it in his pocket.

"Nice, you’re really something, even preparing the room for me. I’m heading back then; just got off the plane and heard you guys had an incident. My suitcase is still at the nurse’s station."

"Uh-huh."

Gong Chen gave him a glance but didn’t say much more.

After Li Huan left, Gong Chen had Chen Jin assign someone to follow him.

Suddenly, the room quieted down again.

Lin Zhiyi was somewhat puzzled, "Uncle, what room card was that?"

"Hotel room card."

It was as though he said nothing, clearly not wanting to elaborate.

Lin Zhiyi pouted and reached out to tidy up the food on the table.

"Come here."

Gong Chen moved his wheelchair and pointed to the stool in front of him.

Lin Zhiyi, not wanting the hassle, simply sat down, "What is it?"

Suddenly, Gong Chen leaned closer to her, and she froze momentarily. When she tried to move away, he gripped her chin.

His grip wasn’t strong, just enough to pull her face towards him.

Lin Zhiyi thought of the kiss they had shared earlier, frowning and dodging, her cheeks flushing unnaturally.

Not until she felt the swelling on her cheeks turn icy did she realize Gong Chen was applying medicine to her.

She quickly lowered her gaze, hiding the thoughts that shouldn’t have been there a moment ago.

But Gong Chen noticed, looking at her awkward demeanor with a half-smile, "Relax, I can’t indeed kiss this face right now... it’s swollen."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi’s hands clenched on her knees, her face turning even redder.

She glared at Gong Chen, "Uncle, that’s not funny at all! I can do it myself!"

Lin Zhiyi reached for the ointment, but Gong Chen dodged to the side. She stumbled over the wheelchair and ended up lying across his legs.

Gong Chen looked down, his hand holding the ointment slowly clasping tight as his gaze, against the light, grew more intense.

Lin Zhiyi was very beautiful, not just her face, but her whole body exuded a carefully carved delicacy.

When she leaned forward, the loose neckline of her hospital gown revealed an irresistible charm, and although she was wearing underwear, the overflowing abundance seemed ready to burst forth, igniting even more passion.

Gong Chen deliberately looked away.

But Lin Zhiyi’s hair, tucked behind her ears, cascaded down, lightly brushing over his pants, making it hard for him to keep his thoughts clear and straight.

Lin Zhiyi did not notice the change in the man’s gaze and reached for the ointment until she felt his scalding palm against her waist.

She looked up hesitantly at the man, and after catching him purposely avoiding her gaze, she looked down and angrily grabbed at her neckline.

"Did you see?" Lin Zhiyi quickly sat back on the stool.

"Uh-huh," Gong Chen nodded truthfully.

"You..."

Now he was being honest, when normally he couldn’t be bothered to utter an extra word in explanation.

Lin Zhiyi, frustrated, got up and wrapped herself tight in the blanket.

Gong Chen, with his back to her, curved his lips into a smile, capped the ointment, and casually tidied the trash on the table.

When the person behind him calmed down, he slowly began, "It’s not the first time."

Lin Zhiyi instinctively remembered the warmth-sharing moments in the mine. Flustered and angry, she protested, "I was wearing clothes then!"

It’s not like they were sticking together without any clothes on!

Gong Chen turned his wheelchair, slightly propping up his chin, saying meaningfully, "Indeed, you were. Go to sleep early, I’m leaving."

After the door closed, Lin Zhiyi rolled over, thinking to herself that she had indeed been wearing clothes!

She closed her eyes, then suddenly thought of something, quickly got up, and opened the wardrobe – there lay the clothes she had worn out of the mine.

The underwear Liu He had bought her.

Just a layer of gauze!

Almost the same as naked.

Lin Zhiyi shut the door forcefully and buried her head in the blankets.

...

The hotel.

Li Huan, looking somewhat tired, opened the door and found the room in disarray from the entrance to the inside.

Ladies’ high heels, a man’s coat, even a woman’s lace panties were hanging on a black motorcycle helmet.

Upon seeing the helmet clearly, Li Huan froze on the spot.

It was custom-made for Li He, and even had the words he had specifically written on it.

Safe trip wherever you go.

But wasn’t Li He supposed to be recuperating?

With confusion, Li Huan walked closer, and that’s when he heard the sounds of a man and a woman entangled in passion.

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he accidentally got a clear view of the woman’s face on the bed.

Song Wanqiu!

Li Huan advanced angrily, gripping the room key tightly, then silently slipped back out of the room.

Gong Chen had given him the room card because he didn’t want to startle the snake by hitting the grass.

...

Hospital room.

Gong Chen, hearing the door open, wasn’t surprised and pulled out two cigarettes, handing one over.

"Hmm?"

Li Huan looked at Gong Chen with bitterness, accepted the cigarette but couldn’t even light the lighter.

In the end, it was Gong Chen who lit the cigarette for him.

He didn’t smoke much and coughed twice after the first puff, suppressing the discomfort, "When did you know?"

Gong Chen said indifferently, "Their first time renting a room, I guess."

"That was..."

"Their first meeting."

"Cough cough!" Li Huan coughed in shock again.

Li He was disobedient; it was not a new thing, and Gong Chen wasn’t surprised that he got involved with a woman.

But Song Wanqiu was a lady of high standing, and with Gong Chen as her fiancé, why would she...

Gong Chen saw his confusion, "As long as you can act, what can’t you pretend?"

Li Huan looked at Gong Chen with some remorse, "I’m sorry."

"It doesn’t matter, my relationship with Song Wanqiu was just a transaction, I owed her that."

"What transaction?" Li Huan asked, puzzled.

Gong Chen didn’t elaborate, flicking the ash from his cigarette, "I’ll tell you later. There’s something more important now."

"What?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Gong Chen threw a used syringe in front of Li Huan.

"Three strikes and you’re out; next time I’ll be picking up your brother’s corpse."

Li Huan stared at the syringe, crushing the cigarette in his hand with force, his face turning extremely ugly.

"I’ll take him back home tomorrow."

...

Lin Zhiyi was discharged from the hospital the next day.

Before leaving, she went to visit her eldest sister’s family.

Her sister’s family received reasonable compensation, and her brother-in-law had also woken up thanks to timely treatment.

Lin Zhiyi was happy for them and left some money before leaving.

Back at the hotel, Xue Man was already waiting for her at the door of the room.

"I’m relieved to see you’re alright."

"Thank you, President Xue."

"There’s a celebration banquet tonight, Mr. Li is very impressed with you; specifically requested your presence, it’s a rare opportunity. We’ll head back to Jing City tomorrow morning," said Xue Man.

"Alright."

After chatting for a few moments, Xue Man went back to her room first.

When Lin Zhiyi arrived at the hotel restaurant on the first floor ten minutes early for dinner, she found only Xue Man coming over.

"Where’s Wanqiu?"

"She’s not coming; Third Young Master is keeping her by his side to take care of him."

"Hmm."

Lin Zhiyi’s expression paused for a moment, then she smiled and turned to follow Xue Man towards the restaurant.

Halfway there, she saw Old Mr. Gong entering an elevator from afar.

Could it be that Gong Chen was also discharged?

...

In the suite.

Gong Chen sat at the desk, reviewing documents, when a bowl of bone broth was placed in front of him.

"There should be no overnight grudges between father and son; I had someone simmer this broth for you with herbs, drink it while it’s hot."

Old Mr. Gong slowly sat down, glancing at his leg with concern in his gaze.

Gong Chen set aside the documents and picked up the bowl to stir it.

The aroma of herbs mixed with the scent of meat, the broth clear, one could tell at a sniff it must have been simmering for at least three hours.

"The mine incident has been taken care of, the people below will finish the wrap-up work; I’m going back tomorrow."

"Is work the only thing we can talk about when we see each other?" Old Mr. Gong pursed his lips.

"What does dad want to say?"

He drank his soup leisurely.

"You and Wanqiu have been together for so many years now; you should consider the marriage."