Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 416

Chapter 416: Chapter 416: Don’t You Want to Save the Child?

Gong Chen firmly gripped Lin Zhiyi’s trembling shoulders.

"Instead of guessing endlessly, why not just see what else he has that could threaten you?"

"Don’t worry, I’ll protect you in secret. However..."

Lin Zhiyi quickly interrupted, "However what? Why are you talking like Li Huan now, always leaving sentences hanging?"

"I want you to go with Sang Li."

"Why?" Lin Zhiyi was entirely puzzled.

"To draw out the people behind him. The more he dislikes something, the more you should show it. The further you stray from his expectations, the more he’ll expose himself," Gong Chen explained.

Lin Zhiyi understood his deeper intent.

To provoke Du Qian.

"But I haven’t even explained the situation to Mr. Sang yet..." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Before she could finish her words, the doorbell rang.

Chen Jin opened the door, and Sang Li walked in with Zhou Zhao.

Just like before, Sang Li appeared calm and affable. He smiled gently at Lin Zhiyi, "Long time no see, Zhiyi."

"Long time no see."

Lin Zhiyi suddenly felt as if a lifetime had passed since their last encounter.

After exchanging greetings, she looked at Gong Chen, her gaze silently questioning him.

"I invited him to come," Gong Chen replied.

Sang Li chimed in, "Third Young Master has already explained everything to me. I’ll help you."

Lin Zhiyi looked at him with gratitude, "Thank you."

"We’ve known each other for so long; no need for formalities."

As Sang Li spoke, his gaze shifted toward Xingxing, who was eating breakfast.

He slowly walked up to Xingxing.

Xingxing was slurping noodles, tilting his head to look at him with an audible "slurp."

Sang Li reached out his hand, "Come, let uncle hold you."

Before his hand could touch Xingxing, Gong Chen blocked him swiftly.

"Xingxing doesn’t like being held by strangers."

"Third Young Master, asking me for help with an attitude like this?" Sang Li said helplessly, half-laughing.

"Mr. Sang, you’re not losing out either. I’ve already ceded profits for this collaboration. But my daughter cannot be compromised."

Sang Li chuckled and stepped back.

Lin Zhiyi quickly called out to Xingxing, "Xingxing, say ’uncle’."

"Uncle," Xingxing said, his mouth smeared with beef paste, and with a noodle strand hanging at the corner of his lips, looking amusingly silly.

Sang Li nodded, his eyes brimming with delight.

But those eyes... were too similar to a certain someone’s. Being stared at gave him the eerie feeling of being scrutinized by that very person.

Before long, Gong Chen blocked his view intentionally.

Sang Li deliberately shifted positions to keep looking. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Lin Zhiyi, seeing their antics, had already lost the patience to intervene.

She pulled out her phone, clicked on Du Qian’s avatar, and sent a message.

"Meet me at the café next to the hospital in an hour."

Du Qian replied instantly, "Okay."

After finishing breakfast, Chen Jin presented a completely different set of clothing to Lin Zhiyi.

She wore a haute couture coat, stepped into five-figure-priced high heels, and carried a handbag worth well over a hundred thousand yuan.

Dressed like this, Liao Yi immediately stepped back three paces.

"Stay away," she raised her hands together, "I can’t afford to owe you anything, so you’d better keep your distance."

"It’s really not that big a deal."

"Not a big deal? Are you joking, Zhiyi?" Liao Yi said, utterly stupefied.

Lin Zhiyi didn’t elaborate.

After all, in the affluent circles of Jing City, the price of a single pair of earrings might exceed this entire outfit.

Keeping a safe two-meter distance, Liao Yi circled around Lin Zhiyi entirely.

"Zhiyi, normally you wear loose clothes for the sake of the child, but I never realized you have such a great figure! That pencil skirt is way too enticing, and those black stockings—could it be that Assistant Chen bought them according to Third Young Master’s preferences?"

Lin Zhiyi immediately shielded her legs with the long coat.

"Assistant Chen doesn’t know these things; obviously, this was a pre-matched set he picked out to save trouble."

"No... I think Third Young Master likes it. Wait, no—men like it. I like it too."

After entering, Du Qian’s facial expression visibly changed for the worse.

Lin Zhiyi hooked her arm to Sang Li’s and walked up to him, saying, "This is my fiancé, Mr. Sang."

"And this is Xingxing’s attending doctor, Du Qian."

Sang Li extended his hand politely toward Du Qian, a million-dollar watch shining conspicuously on his wrist.

"Pleasure to meet you, Doctor Du."

Du Qian’s gaze skimmed over the watch, his nostrils flaring as if suppressing some emotion.

But he maintained his smile, "The pleasure is mine, Mr. Sang."

"No need for formalities; I should be thanking you for taking care of Zhiyi and Xingxing."

"Xingxing is my patient. Zhiyi is living alone, so it’s only natural to take extra care. However, she never mentioned having a fiancé before."

Du Qian spoke with a thoughtful look on his face.

As a fellow man, Sang Li instantly understood the subtext: Du Qian was implying he and Lin Zhiyi had spent quite some time alone together.

Sang Li chuckled lightly, squeezed Lin Zhiyi’s hand with visible tenderness, and said, "We had an argument back then, and she left me. Now that I’ve found her again, I only want to make things right."

Du Qian’s lips tightened.

Lin Zhiyi intertwined her fingers with Sang Li’s and said gently, "That’s enough—don’t make a spectacle. Go to the counter and choose a dessert for me."

"Alright."

Sang Li stood and walked away.

Once Sang Li had left, Du Qian’s eyes swept over Lin Zhiyi, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

"Zhiyi, you’ve changed."

"People change, Du Qian. Haven’t you changed too?" Lin Zhiyi replied, her gaze lowering as she took a sip of coffee.

Du Qian’s usual calm demeanor slipped away, replaced by a certain urgency. "Zhiyi, about the tracking incident—I swear it wasn’t intentional. You know how much I care for you and Xingxing. I’d never harm either of you."

"Doctor Du, let’s just leave it at that," Lin Zhiyi said with a pained sigh.

"No, we can’t just leave it!" Du Qian retorted immediately. "Zhiyi, I understand Xingxing’s condition better than anyone. Don’t you want Xingxing to get better?"

At the mention of Xingxing, a glint of coldness flickered in Lin Zhiyi’s eyes, though her expression softened into one of maternal concern as she looked at Du Qian.

"Doctor Du, are you saying you can cure Xingxing?"

"I can. I know you’ve always been against surgery for Xingxing, but I have a solution," Du Qian said, gazing deeply into Lin Zhiyi’s eyes. "Zhiyi, you’re a mother—don’t you want to save your child?"