Chapter 207: Chapter 207: Not Just Him Chapter 207: Chapter 207: Not Just Him Lin Zhiyi turned her face away forcefully, avoiding Gong Yan’s hand.
Gong Yan’s hand paused in mid-air, accompanied by a soft laugh as he slowly lowered it, “Still angry?”
His tone was like soothing an upset lover.
*But Lin Zhiyi felt cold sweat trickling down her body.*
She struggled, asking, “What exactly do you want?”
Gong Yan stared at her for a few seconds, ignoring her anger, and gently said, “Hungry? Sit down and eat sothing first.”
He sat down elegantly, signaling the flight attendant to co forward and serve them.
Lin Zhiyi refused to sit, but the bodyguard behind her pressed down on her shoulders, forcing her to sit.
The flight attendant poured champagne for them and served freshly cooked steaks.
Gong Yan raised his glass towards Lin Zhiyi, wanting to clink glasses.
Lin Zhiyi clenched her fist and remained seated, unwilling to cooperate.
“Zhiyi, at this point, defying does you no good.”
Gong Yan stared at Lin Zhiyi through the champagne glass.
*A chill ran through Lin Zhiyi’s heart, feeling suffocated as if being secretly observed.*
*But he wasn’t wrong.*
*At ten thousand ters in the air, what could she do?*
*She didn’t even know where she was being taken.*
Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and looked up at Gong Yan.
“Where are you taking , Young Master?”
Gong Yan took a slow sip of champagne, then put down the glass and began to cut the steak, his lips maintaining that unique gentle smile of his.
“Zhiyi, there’s no need to try to probe . I’ve already destroyed all the trackers on you, and besides, at this altitude, your gadgets are useless.”
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi instinctively reached for her buttons.
Sure enough, the button containing the tracker was gone.
*Her heart chilled, fists clenched tighter, suppressing the surging tension as she softly asked,* “When did you collude with Li He, no, it should be Song Wanqiu?”
“Collude? Zhiyi, it would hurt to think of it like that, but since you want to know, I’ll tell you. Let think… that ti at the bar? When Song Wanqiu had the abortion? Maybe even earlier.”
Gong Yan raised an eyebrow, reminiscing, each word cutting into Lin Zhiyi’s heart like a sharp blade.
*So he knew about Song Wanqiu and Li He all along.*
*Everything that happened in the past was just to lure her into the trap.*
Lin Zhiyi’s face turned pale, fingertips digging into her palm, causing a numb pain.
“Madam deliberately had accompany her to the hospital so I would discover Song Wanqiu’s pregnancy. The more fiercely I fought with her, the more it distracted Uncle’s attention.”
“That ti at the bar, you also inford Song Wanqiu and Li He. I thought…”
As she spoke, sothing seed to choke her throat, the stinging sensation spreading to her heart.
Gong Yan casually stared at her, “You thought Uncle was partial to Song Wanqiu?”
Yes, she thought that.
Lin Zhiyi paused for a mont, then rembered sothing else, “That night in Shan City, were you also helping Song Wanqiu and Li He?”
Gong Yan let out a light laugh, not answering her question.
*An anger rose within her,* “Why did you do this? If you just wanted to use against Uncle, I can only say you wasted your effort.”
“Oh?” Gong Yan continued cutting his steak and laughed, “I wanted to give it a try, even if I failed, I wouldn’t lose. At least I got what I wanted.”
After speaking, he put down the knife and fork, raising his gaze to look directly at Lin Zhiyi, his eyes filled with possessiveness, even a trace of inexplicable dissatisfaction.
*Lin Zhiyi’s spine stiffened, trapped in her seat, unable to move.*
Just as she felt danger approaching, Gong Yan suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, a hint of helplessness in his voice.
“Zhiyi, do you rember our first eting? As peers, we always stood together, and you would always look up and call brother. At the ti, I thought, if only this girl wasn’t my sister. You’ve always been in my heart.”
“I know saying this now is hard for you to believe, but it’s okay, we have plenty of ti in the future.”
“Zhiyi, don’t hate . I don’t want to be like this either, but I had no choice.”
Lin Zhiyi frowned, sensing an underlying aning in his words, “Who gave you the choice?”
Gong Yan didn’t answer, getting up to replace her untouched steak with the one he’d cut.
“Eat, don’t be stubborn. Uncle may indulge your antics, but I won’t. I have to get what I want. What I can’t get… I’d sooner destroy it than let it benefit others, especially Uncle.”
He said this with a smile, but his tone was devoid of emotion.
*He truly liked her, but he also truly hated Gong Chen.*
Lin Zhiyi looked at the hand pressing on her shoulder, “How am I supposed to eat? I’m already here, can I run?”
Gong Yan waved to the bodyguard, who released Lin Zhiyi.
He pushed the plate in front of her with a slight warning, “Zhiyi, don’t make trouble, because no one knows where you are, not even Uncle, and no one can save you.”
He reached out and patted Lin Zhiyi’s head, “Be good, listen.”
Lin Zhiyi glared at him with resentnt, finally conceding with a long sigh, she picked up the knife and fork to eat the steak.
*She had to eat.*
*How else would she have the strength?*
Gong Yan was relieved seeing her eat.
Just when everyone let their guard down, Lin Zhiyi swiveled the knife in her hand, slashing it across Gong Yan’s cheek, aiming directly for his neck.
Lin Zhiyi showed no rcy, the blade slicing a bloody line across Gong Yan’s neck.
She gritted her teeth, “Young Master, I never said I was waiting for Uncle to save . Have your bodyguards stand back!”
Gong Yan raised his hand to signal the bodyguards not to move, then sneered, “Zhiyi, did you forget? This is a plane. You can’t escape.”
“Even if it’s a plane, the route isn’t arbitrary, and it can still communicate with the tower, right, Young Master?”
Lin Zhiyi nervously dragged Gong Yan toward the cockpit.
Just as she stood outside the cockpit, a sharp pain exploded at the back of her head, her entire body numbing, causing the knife in her hand to fall to the floor.
She turned to see the woman holding a golf club.
It was Chen Sulan.
“Bitch! Haven’t you hurt us enough?”
Lin Zhiyi fell in pain, and Gong Yan caught her smoothly.
He looked at her with a shadowy gaze, giving a sinister smile, “Zhiyi, I warned you. You can’t escape. How else could I have quietly used a private plane to take you away? It couldn’t have been done by alone.”
“You…”
Lin Zhiyi stared in disbelief, a figure erging in her mind.
Gong Yan’s voice was chilling, “You guessed it. That night in Shan City, considering Uncle’s character, do you think he would touch anything sent by others? It must be soone he trusts most. Who else could allow to co and go without a trace?”
*Who could it be.*
Old Mr. Gong.
Lin Zhiyi’s face drained of color, holding her beaten head, unwilling to hear another word from him.
Yet Gong Yan grasped her arms firmly, “Grandfather’s only condition to spare was to get rid of you, understand?”
“I don’t want to hear it, I don’t want to hear it… my head hurts.”
“He’s already tolerated your mother entering the house, how could he allow his proudest son to have entanglents with you? Did you really think he didn’t know about all the dangers you’ve faced?” Gong Yan’s voice grew more savage.
“Stop talking!”
“Gong Chen can never be with you in this lifeti, unless Gong Chen gives up everything from the Gong Family! But how could Old Mr. Gong let him go?”
“…”
Lin Zhiyi fainted before she could hear the end, her head pounding as if sothing was trying to break free inside.
*Blood and darkness seeped from within.*
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