klisemfg Chapter 227: The Last Xin Gong Sinks Once
Chapter 227: The Last Xin Gong Sinks Once
When Gong Chen and Sang Li returned to the box again, there was no sign of fluctuation on their faces.
I'm afraid only they themselves know what they talked about.
"Let's go." Sang Li walked up to Lin Zhiyi and took the bag for her.
"Ah."
Lin Zhiyi followed him out of the hotel.
After a few pleasantries, Sang Li's assistant drove over.
When getting in the car, he reminded Sang Ran: "Don't play too crazy."
"I know, I know. Please send Zhiyi back home quickly. The Third Master will take good care of me." Sang Ran said coquettishly.
It can be seen that Sang Li never regarded Sang Ran as a disabled person.
No wonder Sang Ran can be so cheerful and comfortable even in this situation.
Lin Zhiyi felt inferior to her and didn't have the heart to hurt her, so she lowered her head and went straight into the car.
When she closed the car door, she saw Gong Chen out of the corner of her eye.
He was also looking at her with a terrifying look in his eyes, as if warning her not to forget to wait for him here.
Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips and looked straight ahead. Even until the car drove away from the hotel, she still felt that gaze was vaguely behind her.
At this moment, the phone vibrated.
As expected, it was Gong Chen.
"wait for me."
Lin Zhiyi didn't reply. She stuffed her phone back into her bag and stared out the car window.
"What are you thinking about?" Sang Li suddenly asked.
"Nothing, I just feel it's quite cold today." Lin Zhiyi said casually.
Sang Li looked at her, took off his coat and covered her knees with it.
"You look good in a skirt, but don't wear it next time when it's cold."
The sudden concern made Lin Zhiyi a little overwhelmed.
She even suspected that Sang Li had ulterior motives like those men before.
He was after her sex, her complicated relationship with the Gong family, or something else.
Unexpectedly, after Sang Li noticed her gaze, he smiled faintly.
"I don't need anything else now, just a wife."
"..."
Lin Zhiyi was stunned and chuckled.
Sang Li's smile deepened: "Your fake smile has improved."
After hearing this, Lin Zhiyi realized that he was teasing her on purpose.
"Boss Sang, I didn't expect you to be able to joke."
"Actually, I still prefer you to call me brother." Sang Li looked at her with eyes shining.
Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer.
The coat draped around her knees carried a man's warmth and scent.
Unlike Gong Chen, Sang Li's expression was also cold but not heartless, and even had a sense of indifference.
No matter what words came out of his mouth, they would not make her feel suffocated.
Lin Zhiyi smiled and felt that she should no longer be obsessed with the love, hate and vengeance of her previous life.
Just as she was comforting herself in her heart, the car stopped at a red light and there was a faint knocking sound on the car window.
She turned around and saw the falling snow.
There was a couple on the sidewalk, the man was holding the woman horizontally. As the snowflakes grew heavier, their figures began to blur.
Lin Zhiyi's heart began to shake again, as if she saw the scene of Gong Chen holding her and walking out of the red house and kneeling on the ground.
Those problems that were deliberately ignored emerged one by one.
Why kill for her?
Why would he let Gong Yan go for her?
Why did you say you wanted to go with her?
She tried to control her emotions and looked at the endless sky. She knew she needed an answer.
"parking."
"What's wrong?" Sang Li asked.
"I have something to do, I'll just get off the car first." Lin Zhiyi still said.
"I'll take you there."
"No, I want to handle it alone." Lin Zhiyi bit her lip, unable to say more.
Sang Li hummed: "Go ahead."
"Thank you."
After the car stopped, Lin Zhiyi got out immediately and turned away.
In the car, assistant Zhou Zhao looked at Lin Zhiyi running away and asked in confusion: "Master, where is she going?"
"When did you become so gossipy? Let her go. Maybe you won't have to worry so much in the future." Sang Li said calmly.
"Master, you are so considerate. I would like to ask for leave tomorrow." Zhou Zhao grinned.
"All your vacations this month are cancelled."
"..."
Zhou Zhao couldn't laugh anymore.
……
hotel.
Lin Zhiyi returned to the hotel and sat in the lobby lounge and ordered a cup of hot coffee.
She believed the palace for the last time.
They really should sit down and have a good talk.
Looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, her heart was beating fast.
An hour later, the coffee was already cold.
Sang Li said that he and his sister were temporarily living in a villa owned by the Sang family, half an hour away from here.
The round trip takes only an hour.
It's now one hour and fifteen minutes.
Lin Zhiyi held the cold cup in her hands, thinking that maybe it was snowing heavily, so it was normal to drive slowly.
Then it was two hours, three hours, four hours.
The last six hours...
Lin Zhiyi still had the cup of coffee in her hand, and her body was a little stiff as she sat.
Looking up again, the night was hazy and the snow under the street lights was beautiful yet lonely.
"Miss, do you want to stay overnight? Our business lounge is about to close." The lobby manager came over and asked politely.
Lin Zhiyi came back to his senses and glanced at the business hours on the sign at the bar.
7am to 11pm.
It turns out it’s already so late.
She stood up quickly, but because her body was stiff, she spilled coffee on her clothes.
The lobby manager immediately found a towel and said, "Miss, wipe it."
Lin Zhiyi looked at the coffee stains on her coat and shook her head: "Forget it."
Maybe it didn't belong to her.
Lin Zhiyi walked out of the hotel and raised her hand to catch some snow. The coolness of the snow made her much more sober.
When I took out my phone to hail a taxi, Sang Ran’s update popped up on my Moments.
In the dim light, a man in his bathrobe stood by the window watching the snow.
"Thank you for being around."
Although it was just a silhouette, Lin Zhiyi still recognized it.
Palace sinking.
It turned out to be the case.
Lin Zhiyi lowered his arms and looked up to greet the falling snow.
The cold snow fell into the pupils, and after a burst of sourness, it finally slid down from the corners of the eyes.
The trajectory of fate seemed to tell her that no matter in the past life or this life, there would be no good ending for her and Gong Chen.
……
Ward.
Chen Jin hurried in carrying clean clothes and walked to Gong Chen's side.
"Third Master, clothes. I just asked the doctor, Miss Sang is out of danger."
"Ah."
Gong Chen did not take the clothes, but just stared quietly at the snow outside the window, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
Chen Jin looked out the window and whispered, "Third Master, do you need me to go find Miss Lin to explain?"
When Gong Chen heard the words "Miss Lin", his eyes fluctuated.
He raised his hand and pressed it against the glass window, feeling a chill.
The next second, he clenched his five fingers into fists, his knuckles crackling, and every muscle in his body was trying to restrain his emotions.
Yu Guangzhong saw Sang Ran’s face just as she fell asleep.
A few hours ago, Sang Ran had a lung infection and vomited all over him. She was having difficulty breathing when she was brought in.
After the rescue, they held him tightly, their faces filled with pain, begging him to let go.
Looking at her, Gong Chen remembered Sang Li's words.
"I hope you marry Xiao Ran."
"This is what you owe Xiaoran and our Sang family."
Gong Chen loosened his hand, still staring out the window, and said coldly, "No need."