Chapter 325: Chapter 325: I Hate That I Don’t Have Enough Ti to Hate You
Whoosh—
Lin Zhiyi was drenched from head to toe with a bucket of ice-cold water, abruptly jolting her awake.
Just as she was about to scream, her whole body started to shudder from the river wind blowing directly at her.
It was then that she realized she was actually under a bridge.
As her body was about to collapse, her hair was suddenly yanked from behind, forcing her to look up.
This allowed her to clearly see the person behind her.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, Lin Zhiyi was filled with shock.
It was one of Gong Chen’s bodyguards.
She didn’t even know his na, but she had seen him many tis.
The bodyguard stared at her coldly: “Sorry, Miss Lin, I’m just doing my duty.”
Lin Zhiyi, with cold air filling her mouth and nose, couldn’t say anything, her heart feeling as if it was about to leap out of her chest.
The next second, another person pushed her down to the ground, pinning her injured hand by the riverbed.
The bodyguard squatted down, carelessly picking up a mud-covered rock from the riverbank and weighed it in his hand.
Lin Zhiyi struggled desperately, but couldn’t move at all.
She looked up at the bodyguard in despair: “Why?”
The bodyguard said calmly: “Miss Lin, you should have been obedient.”
He lifted the rock.
“Ah!”
Lin Zhiyi scread in agony and fainted from the pain.
She was carelessly thrown by the riverside.
Her hand, mangled and bloody, soaked in the river water, with blood dispersing away.
The bodyguard tossed the rock into the river, with a plop, it disappeared without a trace.
Ti passed until the icy river water reached Lin Zhiyi’s body, the intense feeling of suffocation causing her to suddenly wake up.
She coughed violently, trying to prop herself up only to realize one of her hands was completely unresponsive.
Fear overwheld her, and she couldn’t even cry.
At this mont, she heard chaotic footsteps approaching from not far away.
Lin Zhiyi was quickly carried in soone’s arms, weakly making out who it was.
Her pain transford into a pale, cold sneer: “Third Young Master, are you satisfied? You’ve ruined once again.”
Gong Chen’s shirt was damp and dripping, his eyes as dark as ink, now also veiled with a layer of mist, as if bleeding.
His thin lips parted slightly, but he remained silent, unable to utter a single word.
Lin Zhiyi closed her eyes again.
…
Hospital.
When Lin Zhiyi woke up, Liu He was caressing her cheek over and over again, just like when she was a child.
Her eyes red from crying, her whole face was swollen.
“Mom,” Lin Zhiyi called out hoarsely.
Liu He nodded, her words not yet spoken, as her tears began to flow first.
Lin Zhiyi tried to lift her hand to wipe away her mother’s tears but found it utterly unresponsive.
She looked up at her heavily wrapped hand and said bitterly, “Mom, my hand …”
Liu He stared at her hand, crying even harder.
At this mont, Lin Zhiyi already knew what she had to face.
She wanted to shout at the ceiling, but she couldn’t make any sound and could only let her tears fall silently.
After a struggle within herself, Lin Zhiyi regained her senses, realizing she hadn’t explained the situation to Xue Man yet.
She reached for her phone, but Liu He frantically tried to stop her.
“Don’t, don’t look,” she urged.
“Why not?” Lin Zhiyi questioned.
“…Nothing,” Liu He bit her lip, managing to squeeze out three words after a long struggle.
Lin Zhiyi took advantage of her mother’s distraction to turn on her phone, the screen flooding with insulting private ssages that caused her phone to freeze for a long ti before responding.
Only then did she realize that a video about her had appeared online.
In the video, she’s seen sitting at her work station, unable to even grip a pen.
The draft she should have destroyed had been pieced together by soone, and even the most basic lines were drawn incorrectly.
Clearly, the person who posted the video did not intend to let her off easily.
After the video, she posted an email of her successful university application, titled as if even a person without the basic skill of hand-drawn drafting could be admitted.
The mont the news got hot, the two universities imdiately clarified their stance, unanimously stating that they had not admitted Lin Zhiyi.
The most expensive of those universities even pointed out that the email was forged.
The conclusion online was self-evident.
To show off, Lin Zhiyi actually forged an admission email.
Staring at the thousands of abusive private ssages, Lin Zhiyi’s hand holding the phone couldn’t stop shaking.
She had checked the news so carefully.
How could it be a fake when the email from that aristocratic school even knew the details of the interview?
Suddenly, Lin Zhiyi recalled that soone else knew the details of the interview, Gong Chen.
He had his bodyguard ruin her hand to keep her in the country, and now he shattered her career on dostic soil as well.
This way, she would never be able to leave.
All of this was just a trap aid at her.
The phone fell from Lin Zhiyi’s hands, the noise deafening, making her throat swell with a bitter sweetness.
At this mont, the door to the ward was pushed open.
Seeing Gong Chen enter with Li Huan, Lin Zhiyi started to tremble uncontrollably.
“Why is he here?”
“Mom! Get him out of here!”
Liu He, worried that Lin Zhiyi would be hurt even more, imdiately got up to embrace her, but her strength was minimal—no match for the frenzied Lin Zhiyi.
Gong Chen quickly stepped forward and embraced Lin Zhiyi: “Calm down.”
“Calm down? What right do you have to tell to be calm? It’s all you! Don’t touch !”
Not only did Lin Zhiyi not stop, she even struggled in Gong Chen’s arms, regardless of her injuries.
Gong Chen held her hand, restraining himself: “Do you really not trust that much?”
Hearing such a ridiculous question, Lin Zhiyi laughed coldly, her disheveled hair making her stare at him like a ghostly apparition.
“Trust? What about you is deserving of my trust? I hate you, there’s no ti for trust!”
“…”
Gong Chen’s pale lips slowly pursed, his eyes dead still, as if enduring imnse pain.
But he didn’t dare to let go of Lin Zhiyi, allowing her to resist with her whole body.
Liu He watched Lin Zhiyi’s cheeks beco red from the struggle, her eyes filled with distress.
Choking back tears, she said: “Lao San, I’m begging you, please leave.”
Gong Chen’s face dark and grim, he held Lin Zhiyi tightly: “It’ll be okay, this will pass…”
“Let go of ! Get out! Leave!”
Lin Zhiyi’s voice was hoarse as she scread, like a madwoman.
Seeing this, Li Huan stepped forward to pull Gong Chen away.
“You’re crazy! Let her go now!”
“Can’t let go, can’t let go…” Gong Chen’s expression was severe, prefering to let Lin Zhiyi tear at him instead.
Li Huan was left speechless.
Just then, Sang Li walked in; seeing Lin Zhiyi’s condition, he quickly stepped forward, grabbed Gong Chen by the collar, and punched him.
“Third Young Master, this is the last ti I remind you, stay away from my girlfriend.”
Gong Chen wiped the blood from his lips and watched as Lin Zhiyi hid in Sang Li’s embrace.
She wouldn’t even spare him a glance.
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.
Li Huan was worried both about Lin Zhiyi’s state and the potential fight between Gong Chen and Sang Li. He hurriedly pulled Gong Chen away from the ward.
As the door closed, Gong Chen watched Lin Zhiyi cling dependently to Sang Li.
With the shutting of a door, it seed everything was destined.
…
In the office.
Li Huan handed a tissue to Gong Chen to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Gong Chen pinched the tissue without wiping and said coldly: “I will find her the best doctor. She will get better.”
Hearing this, Li Huan took a sharp breath.
Ignoring the rules, he directly handed Gong Chen a cigarette.
A flash of light, and the two sat in silence for a long ti on their chairs.
Li Huan said: “When I chased after her, I saw it, the person who took her away was one of your n.”
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