Chapter 199: Chapter 199: Perish Together or Die for Love? Chapter 199: Chapter 199: Perish Together or Die for Love? On the other side, Li Huan carefully helped Gong Chenqing clean his wound.
“It’s nothing serious.”
Gong Chen let out a grunt and lit a cigarette.
After a mont of silence, Li Huan gave a bitter smile. “You guessed that he would go find Song Wanqiu, right?”
“Mm.”
A light mist of smoke added a touch of gloom to the office.
Li Huan sighed, “I’m sorry. I have no face to beg you for rcy anymore, I’ve talked to my mother about this, and she just feels sorry for you, for not being able to discipline Li He properly.”
Gong Chen flicked the cigarette ash. “No need to say anymore. Apologize to when the person is brought back.”
Li Huan paused, realizing from Gong Chen’s words that Li He still had a chance to return alive. He couldn’t push further.
But there was sothing that puzzled him.
“Your wedding, with guards inside and out, how did Li He manage to rush in on a motorcycle? Did you do that on purpose?”
Gong Chen lifted his gaze, his deep eyes said it all.
“Is there any evidence more direct than the bride eloping with soone in public?”
“You… are ruthless. You even included yourself,” Li Huan admired with his hands clasped, thinking for a few seconds before feeling sothing was off. “If you still want to bring the person back, why let them run away?”
Gong Chen exhaled a plu of white smoke, narrowing his eyes. “Do you rember the last ti at the bar?”
“The ti Lin Zhiyi was there too? What about it? Wasn’t everything arranged properly?” Li Huan retorted.
The bar was a joint venture opened with Li He, where Li Huan invested the larger share.
He didn’t visit much though, and the office had beco Li He’s private rest area.
“I encountered Song Wanqiu on my way to your office. She was clearly waiting there for . If no one had tipped her off, how could she have escaped so quickly?”
“You an, besides us, there was soone else secretly helping Song Wanqiu?” Li Huan exclaid.
“Now that Song Wanqiu is desperate, she will definitely seek out that person.”
“Who could it be?”
Li Huan’s expression darkened slightly; he couldn’t say he wasn’t worried about Li He.
But Li He was no longer a child. He should bear the consequences of his actions.
Gong Chen did not answer him, just coldly smoked, with a surge of emotion in his eyes.
Li Huan didn’t ask further, changing the subject. “Then how did you know Shen Yan had evidence of Song Wanqiu impersonating?”
Gong Chen paused in his smoking, staring into Li Huan’s eyes. “If I said a little girl in my dreams reminded , would you believe it?”
Li Huan was at a loss for words, since he too had dreamt about that little girl.
As he was speaking, the office door suddenly opened, and Lin Zhiyi walked in.
Seeing Gong Chen with a concussion and still smoking, she frowned, stepped forward, and took the cigarette from his hand, crushing it forcefully.
“Uncle, you should be resting with a concussion, not stimulating yourself!”
Gong Chen paused a mont, his fingers still positioned as if holding a cigarette, his expression inscrutable as he glanced at Lin Zhiyi, exhaling the last puff of smoke, veiling the fervor in his eyes.
“Concussion? How did I…”
Li Huan, who clearly hadn’t caught up yet, began to speak but was shalessly interrupted by soone.
“Mm.” The man nodded.
Li Huan shut his mouth, almost too embarrassed to look.
Lin Zhiyi wasn’t noticing the glances between the two, and asked, “Doctor Li, what dication should be taken for a concussion? What should we pay attention to?”
“Ah? Oh, I’ll prescribe the dicine. As for precautions, just avoid being angry, minimize stress, and rest more,” Li Huan glanced at Gong Chen.
The latter leaned his fingertips against his head, eyes utterly unguilty.
As Lin Zhiyi stood beside waiting for Li Huan to prescribe the dicine, Chen Jin knocked and entered.
“Third Young Master, you’ve made the hot search. Should we take it down?”
Chen Jin looked sowhat sheepish, as if the hot search topic was sowhat embarrassing.
Li Huan joked while typing on the computer. “It’s not the lonely groom being abandoned at the wedding scene, is it?”
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi imdiately took out her phone to check.
She could ignore the other contents, but she needed to see this title.
After opening it, she looked at Chen Jin with a bit of sympathy.
The hot search was indeed sowhat embarrassing.
Li Huan, looking at the computer screen, held his breath and turned towards Gong Chen. “I can’t believe Song Wanqiu is like this now, and yet she still has fans defending her.”
“The fans say you’ve been with Song Wanqiu for three years and still couldn’t satisfy her. They claim it’s obviously your fault, telling you not to hinder her happiness.”
“Cough, cough, you’d better have Chen Jin retract all this nonsense imdiately. It’s damaging your prestige.”
Gong Chen glanced at the screen and, when he looked up, saw Lin Zhiyi pursing her lips and snickering.
He said indifferently, “Whether I am capable or not, it doesn’t need to be known by others. It only matters that soone knows.”
The office suddenly fell silent.
Lin Zhiyi was reading netizens’ comnts when she suddenly heard this statent. Both Chen Jin and Li Huan turned to look at her simultaneously.
Instantly, her back felt fiery hot.
She wanted to retort, but she… truly knew.
In bed, Gong Chen was nothing like the cold presence he showcased usually; he was truly dominant and demanding.
Lin Zhiyi didn’t want to think about those details, but the scenes, seemingly from another lifeti, sprang up in her mind fra by fra.
Even the scene where they first ca together by accident was vivid in her mory.
At this mont, Gong Chen was propping his cheek with his hand, staring at her, his profound eyes reflecting her flushed cheeks.
Lin Zhiyi put down her phone and turned to say, “I’m going to get so dicine from the pharmacy.”
After she left, Li Huan ca back to his senses and looked towards Gong Chen with mild astonishnt.
“You… she… you’re quite the romantic, but you can’t let the internet spread rumors, right?”
Gong Chen said nonchalantly, “It’s fine. It ensures no one will approach about marriage for the next year.”
Hearing this, Li Huan imdiately gave a thumbs up.
Aweso!
“What about Lin Zhiyi?”
“Don’t worry about it.”
…
After Lin Zhiyi returned with the dicine, Gong Chen had just finished his chat with Li Huan.
He stood up, his body swaying slightly, and Lin Zhiyi hurried forward to support him.
“Uncle, are you okay? Do you need to be hospitalized?”
“No need. There’s too much drama today, and the hospital isn’t safe.”
“Alright.” Lin Zhiyi handed him the dicine. “Here are your ds, the instructions are on the box. I’ll be going now.”
Gong Chen frowned, not taking the dicine, and glanced at Chen Jin.
Chen Jin caught on imdiately and clutched his stomach, extending the car keys to Lin Zhiyi.
“Miss Lin, could you please drive Third Young Master ho? My stomach can’t take it anymore.”
“Assistant Chen, your acting is so fake.”
Lin Zhiyi refused to take the keys.
After all, she had seen Song Wanqiu’s remarkable acting skills, and Chen Jin’s expression was nowhere near soone genuinely in stomach distress.
Gong Chen didn’t speak, took the keys from Chen Jin’s hand, and went straight downstairs.
Chen Jin still clutched his stomach, “Miss Lin, with his concussion, Third Young Master can get dizzy. It’s unsafe for him to drive.”
Lin Zhiyi watched his disappearing figure, pursed her lips, and followed reluctantly.
Chen Jin let go of his stomach and sighed.
“These two, without , will eventually fall apart.”
Once Lin Zhiyi reached the car, she knocked on the driver’s window, but then the rear window slowly lowered.
Gong Chen handed out the car keys, his voice cool, “Drive to the residence at Su He Bay.”
Su He Bay, that was where Gong Chen usually stayed at his private residence.
Lin Zhiyi stared at the man in the back seat, and muttered furiously, “Despicable!”
He clearly knew she would follow.
Gong Chen closed his eyes to rest, “I heard that.”
Lin Zhiyi bit her lip, got into the car, and slamd the door shut. Looking at the luxury car’s controls, she felt sowhat clueless.
She recited the driving mantra in her mind, and the car suddenly shot forward, then screeched to a halt.
After stabilizing himself, Gong Chen slightly lifted his eyes, “Are you planning to die together with , or is this a love suicide?”
“What love suicide? I’ve just never driven this car before! I’ll get it right soon!”
Lin Zhiyi flicked her hair and fumbled around the center controls, her neck turning red.
On the back seat, the man watched her profile, his gaze as deep as the night sky, impenetrable at a glance.
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