Just as Lin Zhiyi was about to stand up, a hand on her shoulder pressed her back into her seat.
Simultaneously, a cup of hot milk appeared in front of her.
She looked up to et Gong Chen’s deep black eyes.
"You haven’t slept all night, don’t get too emotional. Sit down."
Only then did Lin Zhiyi realize she hadn’t eaten a bite of breakfast.
She hastily drank two gulps of milk and then eagerly looked at Sang Li and Chen Jin.
Sang Li displayed Bai Ruoshu’s new product.
It was a complete set of pearl jewelry.
With previous experience, Lin Zhiyi quickly discovered that the pearls’ arrangent resembled twenty-six letters.
After breaking them down, they corresponded to three sentences.
Fang Sisi, awarded.
Chu Yin, fast.
Exhibition, apply.
After confirming three tis, Lin Zhiyi excitedly said, "Chu Yin, it’s Chu Yin, she’s with Fang Sisi. But what do the words at the end an?"
With that, Gong Chen took out a photo from the docunt handed over by Chen Jin.
"A photo of Fang Sisi receiving an award, look at the sponsor behind."
At a glance, Lin Zhiyi saw a refined and artistic face.
So that’s Fang Sisi.
The screen behind displays the sponsor, the Bai.
"This is a selection competition held by the Bai Family at an art school. The first prize winner was Fang Sisi, who later went to Bai Ruoshu’s art gallery. Her parents reported her missing, but foreign police indicated Fang Sisi refused to contact her parents—they were powerless."
Speaking, Gong Chen pulled out a family photo of Fang Sisi.
Judging by the attire, Fang Sisi’s family should be well-off, her parents looked composed and graceful.
Gong Chen continued, "A year ago they withdrew the case, seeming to have given up hope of retrieving their daughter."
Lin Zhiyi pointed again to the words following Chu Yin’s na.
"What does fast an for Chu Yin?"
"Help." Sang Li said decisively, "She’s in danger."
Lin Zhiyi’s breathing hastened, and she forced herself to calm down, pointing to the line below.
"Exhibition should refer to Bai Ruoshu’s art exhibit, but what does apply an?"
Liao Yi, who was keeping Xingxing company, leaned over.
"I know this, our classmates’ group sent out a notice saying Bai Ruoshu’s gallery is recruiting. Besides skill, there’s an age limit, not over twenty-five, preferably recent graduates. Many of my classmates applied, rumor has it those selected can work abroad after the internship, who wouldn’t want that?"
Bai Ruoshu is too famous now.
Her gallery has also beco a venue many art students long for.
Like a beautiful castle: once you enter, you co out a princess.
Lin Zhiyi stood and took Liao Yi’s phone, flipping through the group ssages and realizing sothing.
"Almost all girls, only two boys were selected."
"Wow, they’re all school heartthrobs-level boys and art students, possessing incomparable artistic yet lancholy aura. If you don’t believe , I’ll show you the photos."
Liao Yi found photos of the two boys.
As a man himself, Gong Chen took one glance to grasp why these two boys were selected.
Really catering to certain tastes.
Even Lin Zhiyi discerned sothing discreet; these two boys were quite handso.
Liao Yi said in surprise, "Why are you all looking at like that? Are you thinking..."
"Hmmm." Lin Zhiyi nodded, "Didn’t you notice the ones agreeing to the interview are all pretty girls?"
Flipping through the chat records, Lin Zhiyi found a person sending notices who doesn’t seem like a student.
"Liao Yi, who is this?"
"The one posting the recruitnt info, she’s also doing the first round of screening." Liao Yi replied.
"So after passing the first round of screening, one can et the gallery director?"
"Yes, that’s what the posted recruitnt ntions, and the interview will be in the new exhibition gallery this ti."
Liao Yi opened the announcent.
Lin Zhiyi imdiately had an idea.
But before she could speak, a man’s deep cold voice interrupted her.
"No."
Every word from Gong Chen was forceful, his gaze exuding coldness.
Lin Zhiyi took a breath, "Isn’t there a faster way?"
"Absolutely not, no discussion."
Gong Chen’s eyes darkened profoundly, completely resembling the decisive Third Young Master.
Lin Zhiyi pressed her lips together, silent.
Seeing this, Sang Li stepped forward.
"Zhiyi, none of us even got an invitation to Bai Ruoshu’s exhibition, signifying they already have targets. You going alone is too dangerous."
"What if Chu Yin can’t wait? Isn’t she in danger too?" Lin Zhiyi retorted to Sang Li.
Sang Li’s face tightened, unable to argue.
Lin Zhiyi said, "If you want to enter the exhibition, no one can stop you. But to rescue Chu Yin, we must collaborate inside and out."
A mont of silence.
Sang Li turned his head to Gong Chen, "Third Young Master, I’ll inquire about the exhibition."
Liao Yi snapped back, looking at Chen Jin, "Assistant Chen, help move Xingxing’s cabinet in the room, she says there seems to be a problem with it."
"Okay."
Finally, only Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen were left at the dining table.
Lin Zhiyi walked to Gong Chen, just as she was about to speak, her hands were wrapped in warm large hands.
She slightly lifted her eyes, and their gazes t in the air, intertwining.
Gong Chen gazed down at her, his voice unconsciously softened with warmth, "Reunions only happen once."
He couldn’t forget the scene in his dream where he lost Lin Zhiyi.
During that ti, he’d rather stay awake all night, not wanting to enter the dream.
But without dreaming, he couldn’t even see Lin Zhiyi.
Reuniting was a blessing, a fluke, a one in a million—a possibility after all impossibility...
How could he gamble on that?
Lin Zhiyi was embraced by the man, her cheek pressed against the firm chest, overhead was his heavy breathing.
She moved slightly, and the man tightened his hold, hugging her even tighter.
"I won’t put you in danger like before."
His voice rumbled slowly, Lin Zhiyi’s earlobe scorched by his breath, her heartbeat quickened.
The irritation of wanting to contest him earlier was instantly soothed.
She had been too hasty.
Had overlooked others.
Lin Zhiyi stood on tiptoe, raising her hand to wrap around his neck, spoke softly, " too. I know what Chen Jin didn’t finish saying at the banquet, the Bai Family wants to replace your position, right? I’m not a flower, I’m grass, spring winds blow and it grows wildly."
"Uncle, haven’t you witnessed growing wildly?"
Gong Chen’s eyes deepened, with rippling waves.
He lowered his head, intending to kiss.
Lin Zhiyi covered his lips.
"Discuss serious matters first."
"..." Gong Chen frowned.
"Don’t tell you’re going to punish for calling you Uncle, cut down on what you learn online."
"..."
Gong Chen was speechless, took a deep breath and released her.
Lin Zhiyi pulled him to sit down, "What do you plan to do?"
Gong Chen couldn’t possibly be unprepared.
"Do you rember the man who frad you and your mom at yesterday’s banquet?"
"Hmm."
"According to him, the Bai Family’s business is very unethical, but he’s just a regular mber, doesn’t know much. Mrs. Bai has his and the man’s multiple video, he had to agree to let Mrs. Bai fra you and your mother."
"Mrs. Bai? She’s so deeply involved," Lin Zhiyi was a bit surprised.
"Bai Ruoshu, as Bai Family’s star figure, should know quite a bit too. I’m afraid there’s not a clean person in the Bai Family, but without evidence, all the money gets laundered cleanly through the gallery." Gong Chen said coldly.
"Then Bai Ruoshu’s exhibition must have issues, I need to go even more now."
Gong Chen looked at her determined profile, sighed helplessly.
"Sang Li and I will secure invitations, be careful by yourself."
"Okay."
With those words, Gong Chen pulled her into his embrace, burying his face into her neck.
"Can I punish you now?"
"..."
Lin Zhiyi’s breathing beca chaotic.
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