Reborn to outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight
Chapter 203: Uncle and Us Are Not the Same Kind of People

Chapter 203: Chapter 203: Uncle and Us Are Not the Same Kind of People

Lin Zhiyi watched the slowly approaching figure and instinctively took two steps back.

It was Gong Yan.

He had lost weight since she last saw him.

Liu He had mentioned that he was removed from his position at Gong Group, and even the shares left by his father had been taken back by Old Mr. Gong.

He could only take Chen Sulan back to the Chen Group, no, now the Chen Group had also been acquired by Gong Chen.

At best, he was only one of the shareholders.

Actually, Lin Zhiyi didn’t understand why Old Mr. Gong was so cold-hearted towards him.

When she came back to her senses, she still nodded politely, "Third Young Master."

Gong Yan forced a bitter smile, "Are you still angry?"

Lin Zhiyi didn’t say a word.

How could she not be angry?

The person she had trusted for two lifetimes had been deceiving her all along.

Gong Yan looked at her, resigned, "I’ve come to apologize. Let’s have dinner together; we probably won’t have the chance after this."

Lin Zhiyi glanced at him suspiciously, "You..."

"My mother’s condition has worsened after a shock, and I plan to take her abroad for treatment. After that... I probably won’t come back much."

"When are you leaving?"

"Christmas," Gong Yan twitched the corners of his mouth.

The gears of fate began to turn once again.

Lin Zhiyi had wanted to change the mother and son’s fate but it turned out the same in the end.

She sighed lightly, "Okay, let’s have dinner then."

She also had a doubt.

In the previous life, why didn’t the things that happened in this life occur, and why were Gong Yan and Chen Sulan still sent out of the country?

Even until Chen Sulan’s death, Gong Yan couldn’t bring her back to where she belonged.

Previously, looking at Gong Chen’s attitude towards Gong Yan, it was clear that he turned a blind eye, not bothering to hold grudges against the dead.

Perhaps there were things she didn’t know about.

The two arrived at the restaurant Gong Yan had booked, which served all of Lin Zhiyi’s favorite dishes.

He laughed as he served her food as if everything had returned to the very beginning.

He was still the brother she greatly respected.

After the atmosphere lightened, Gong Yan poured tea for them both and then had her favorite desserts brought out.

"I’ve wanted to bring you here for a long time; this might be the last chance."

Lin Zhiyi looked at the desserts in front of her and shook her head slightly, "No, I’m full."

Gong Yan laughed softly, "You’re on guard, aren’t you? Afraid I might slip something in? That’s why you’ve only been eating what I eat."

"Third Young Master, I just want to live a peaceful life," Lin Zhiyi emphasized.

"That’s fair; I’m sorry. Let’s drink this cup, and I’ll take you home."

Gong Yan didn’t insist further and raised his glass to Lin Zhiyi.

Seeing that he drank as well, Lin Zhiyi finally felt at ease and took the teacup.

The teapot was glass; it would be impossible to tamper with.

At that moment, a commotion started in the restaurant.

Lin Zhiyi put down her teacup and looked in the direction of the disturbance, where the last person she wanted to see was walking in at a leisurely pace.

The restaurant manager led the way.

Gong Chen and President Yu were following him, engaging in lively conversation, President Yu occasionally covering her lips with a light laugh.

She had heard before that President Yu had always held a fondness for Gong Chen.

Although President Yu was a few years older, Lin Zhiyi had witnessed her capabilities and knew she was a generous and righteous person.

Lin Zhiyi truly admired such a woman from the bottom of her heart.

Sensing her gaze, Gong Yan turned to look for a moment.

Then he asked, "Should we go say hello?"

Lin Zhiyi shook her head and continued drinking her tea, "No need."

Gong Yan said softly, "My younger uncle and us are not of the same kind. All of Gong Family’s hard work over the years is on him. He is the representative of the Gong Family, destined to stand at the pinnacle. The woman who can stand by his side must be his equal."

"Right," Lin Zhiyi agreed, showing no particular emotion on her face.

"Zhiyi, you must have a clearer understanding than I do," he held the teacup and spoke faintly, "Actually, I came to see you because I wanted to hear your answer to a question in person."

"What?"

"I heard Grandpa has been increasingly hard on you, are you still willing to go through with me?" Gong Yan looked at her intently.

Lin Zhiyi put down her teacup; it seemed she wouldn’t get anything out of him, so she politely said, "Young Master, I’ve finished my tea; let’s go."

She stood up to leave, but Gong Yan suddenly gripped her wrist tightly.

She stared at him in pain, detecting a surge of strange emotion in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

Gong Yan stood up with a sigh, looked at her inside-out collar, and laughed, "I just wanted to remind you, your collar isn’t turned right."

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi glanced at her collar that he had fixed and immediately turned to walk toward the door.

On the other side.

President Yu was propping her cheek slightly, facing the tempting meal, she lost her appetite because of a certain spoil-sport man across from her.

"Third Young Master, aren’t you going to follow and check on her? Your little niece is quite audacious, even daring to interact with Gong Yan."

"I heard he sold the Chen Family’s life-saving technology and is selling Chen Group shares in private; it looks like he’s planning to set a trap for you before he runs away."

Gong Chen casually poured tea, "Then it depends on whom he sells it to."

President Yu paused and then realized, "A magic taller by a foot, a devil taller by a yard. However, of all the men I’ve met, I felt uneasy about him the very first time; Lin Zhiyi is no match for him."

She was quite fond of Lin Zhiyi, which is why she spoke more than usual.

Gong Chen put down the teacup without changing his expression and got up, "I’m going to step out; you eat first."

After he left, President Yu beckoned to her assistant.

"What was that male star called again? Have him come keep me company for a meal."

"Are we not waiting for the Third Young Master?" the assistant reminded cautiously.

"Do you believe in that ghost!"

...

When Gong Yan took Lin Zhiyi downstairs, she walked very slowly; she didn’t really want him to come up.

As she was thinking about how to refuse, Sister Zhou also returned.

"Zhiyi, you’re back. Is this gentleman..."

Sister Zhou’s eyes lit up, obviously mistaking Gong Yan for Gong Chen who Lin Zhiyi had once hoodwinked.

She hurriedly said, "Sister Zhou, don’t talk nonsense, this gentleman is..."

Gong Yan gave a gentle smile, reached out his hand to introduce himself, "Zhiyi’s elder brother, hello."

Sister Zhou felt a little embarrassed, and as she was about to shake his hand, Lin Zhiyi quickly pulled her away.

"Sister Zhou, I just happen to have something for you. Let’s go."

She then waved to Gong Yan, "Take care."

Immediately after, she pulled Sister Zhou up the stairs.

In the elevator, while Sister Zhou wanted to tease her, she quickly changed the subject.

"Sister Zhou, you’re back so early today? No need to work overtime?"

Sister Zhou blushed, "No, someone brought me home."

"Boyfriend?" Lin Zhiyi asked with a smile.

"Not yet, but I’m considering it; he’s quite thoughtful, and he’s also a doctor." Sister Zhou talked about considering, but her tone was dripping with sweetness.

Hearing the word "doctor", Lin Zhiyi subconsciously frowned.

When they reached the door, Sister Zhou said she had made a lot of dumplings over the weekend and would bring some over later.

Lin Zhiyi had just bought a gift for her to thank Sister Zhou for always treating her, too.

After arranging to see each other later, Lin Zhiyi went home first.

Unexpectedly, in less than a minute, the doorbell rang.

She pulled the door open directly, looking at the man outside, and without thinking, tried to slam the door shut.

But it was a step too slow; she was pulled over by the man.

She stumbled into the man’s chest, and just at that moment, Sister Zhou came out of her apartment.

Sister Zhou stared at the man, her eyes wide, "Zhiyi, is he... also a relative of yours?"

"Yes."

"No."