Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 648

Chapter 648: Chapter 648: As Long as My Waist Is Fine

An hour ago, the whole city issued a storm warning.

Liao Yi left early.

Lin Zhiyi was in the kitchen preparing dinner, gazing at the raging storm and the windswept sky outside.

She felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen.

She forced herself to look away and continued to stir-fry the short ribs in the pan.

Just then, Chu Yin sent a message on WeChat.

"The Bai Family wants to host a banquet for Fang Sisi. Are you going?"

Lin Zhiyi frowned.

What a bizarre thing it was.

A victim and a perpetrator hosting a banquet together.

As she pondered how to reply, a clap of thunder boomed outside.

The whole building fell into darkness.

"Ah!"

Lin Zhiyi exclaimed in panic.

There was a bang from outside, and then a tall figure enveloped her in a hug from behind.

Smelling a familiar scent, Lin Zhiyi buried her face into Gong Chen’s chest.

A small hand patted her head.

"Mommy, don’t be afraid. Daddy and I are here."

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi pulled Xingxing’s little hand and pressed it against her face for a moment.

After regaining her composure, she looked up at the man in front of her.

"What happened?"

"I’ve already asked someone to check."

Gong Chen patted her back reassuringly.

Lin Zhiyi nodded, "I heard other noises just now. What happened outside?"

"Nothing’s wrong."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bodyguard knocked and entered.

"Third Young Master, the property management said the weather damaged the electrical equipment, and they’ve sent someone to repair it."

"Alright."

"Third Young Master, do you need me to look after the lady?" the bodyguard offered, extending a hand.

"No need."

Gong Chen signaled the bodyguard to leave and held his two precious ones even tighter.

A moment later, Gong Chen found some scented candles from the cupboard.

He lit five and placed them on the island table, along with a phone flashlight, slightly brightening the kitchen.

However, the shadows cast on the walls deepened Lin Zhiyi’s inexplicable fear.

She was afraid of the dark.

Bad memories from a past life and being trapped by He Yao in this life haunted her.

"What are you thinking? The dish is about to burn."

Gong Chen placed Xingxing on the island table to sit.

He took the spatula from Lin Zhiyi, quickly stirring the almost dry short ribs a few times.

Turning off the heat, he plated the dish and prepared for the next one.

Although Gong Chen’s cooking skills had rusted, his movements were deft and elegant.

But Lin Zhiyi had no time to appreciate it.

The dim candlelight was simply insufficient for her; she was still afraid.

But in front of the child, she had to feign calmness.

Gong Chen suddenly spoke, "Zhiyi, I don’t know how to make this dish. Come and teach me."

"Okay."

Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath before stepping out from the candlelight.

As soon as she reached Gong Chen’s side, he held her hand, intertwining their fingers tightly.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here."

Lin Zhiyi looked at him silently, feeling warmth in her heart.

He had noticed.

Without another thought, she hugged him from the side.

Resting her forehead on his arm, she absorbed his presence, "Okay."

Xingxing sat on the island table, watching his parents nestled together, and made hand gestures against the wall.

"Wow... the little bird is here."

"Mommy, look, my little bird is perched on your head."

Listening to the innocent voice, amidst the aroma of food, regardless of the storm outside, it felt warm in here.

After dinner.

The family played on the sofa for a while.

Finally, the power came back on.

Watching the brightly lit home, Lin Zhiyi let out a sigh of relief.

She quickly sent the sleepy Xingxing to bed.

In a hazy state, Xingxing leaned against Lin Zhiyi and said, "Mommy, Daddy fell over just now."

"He fell? When?" Lin Zhiyi paused.

"When you screamed, he rushed out immediately. So cool, even his fall was cool."

Lin Zhiyi was amused.

Kids probably all idolize their fathers.

Even though she never met her father when she was young, she inexplicably idolized him.

Grabbing her hand and placing it on his leg, "It still hurts a bit."

Recalling how he used to massage her, Lin Zhiyi said earnestly, "I’ll give you a massage, though I might not learn as fast as you."

"No problem, I’ll teach you slowly."

The man lowered his voice, guiding her hand up his leg.

Lin Zhiyi’s ears burned, her fingertips gliding over the silk pajama pants, bringing a subtle shiver.

Finally, Gong Chen placed her hand at his waistband.

Her fingertips roamed over his skin and the fabric as his breathing grew more chaotic in her ear.

He whispered, "Start here."

"Rogue," Lin Zhiyi gritted her teeth, knowing that mentioning a celebration was never a good sign.

"I’m only a rogue for you."

"You..."

Gong Chen flipped over and kissed her.

Lin Zhiyi pressed against his chest.

"Your foot."

"As long as my hips are fine."

"..."

Lin Zhiyi’s words were muffled between their lips.

In the middle of the night, the storm abated.

After Lin Zhiyi had showered, she was carried to bed. As soon as the quilt was pulled up, the person behind her snuggled close.

She couldn’t help but say, "Truce for three days."

"Opposed."

"Objection overruled, or Xingxing and I will move back to the old apartment."

"Alright, your call."

Gong Chen had no choice but to abide.

As he spoke, he reached around to hold Lin Zhiyi’s waist again.

"Is your back still sore? Want me to massage?"

His voice was enticing, his hand trying to slip under her clothes.

"If you’re not sleeping, get out."

"Then I’ll just hold you while we sleep."

Lin Zhiyi closed her eyes, and after a while, she remembered something.

"Fang Sisi is really crossing the line. Chu Yin says Mrs. Bai wants to throw her a party and even give her money. It’s too much."

Ding—

Gong Chen’s phone chimed.

A message popped up on WeChat.