Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Drink More Nourishing Soup Chapter 81: Chapter 81: Drink More Nourishing Soup Upon hearing they would stay in the sa room, Song Wanqiu shyly leaned toward Gong Chen.
“President Yu, this is quite embarrassing.”
President Yu raised an eyebrow and said with a smile, “Since Miss Song feels embarrassed, I can easily arrange another room for you.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand to call the butler.
Song Wanqiu’s mouth twitched, and she quickly said, “President Yu, you really have a sense of humor. Thank you.”
President Yu looked at her with a profoundly aningful smile.
Playing innocent, are you?
As soon as Lin Zhiyi heard there could be a room rearrangent, she thought about finding an excuse to change rooms.
But before she could speak, President Yu had to leave due to a phone call.
Having no choice, Lin Zhiyi headed to her own room.
Just as she turned around, Shen Yan suddenly grabbed her arm from behind.
“Zhiyi, are you scared to be alone? Do you need to keep you company?”
Lin Zhiyi’s arm trembled slightly, her jaw clenched tighter, but she quickly regained her composure.
Keep her company?
She was more afraid that Shen Yan would kill her in the middle of the night.
Without changing her expression, Lin Zhiyi pulled her hand back: “No need, I’m a bit tired, I’ll go back to my room to rest.”
Not giving Shen Yan another chance to speak, Lin Zhiyi pushed the door open and entered.
The room was decorated in a classical style, very beautiful.
But Lin Zhiyi couldn’t care less about appreciating it, as she sat down on the bench at the end of the bed and gritted her teeth as she took off her coat.
Beneath the coat, the cuff of her shirt was scorched black, sticking to her burned flesh.
Lin Zhiyi bit down on her coat, closed her eyes, and with a fierce tug, her whole body trembled as a layer of cold sweat broke out.
She breathed haltingly, collapsed at the end of the bed, curling up her body.
In fact, she had been following Shen Yan since he slipped out of the restroom.
From the mont she saw the surroundings full of plants, she guessed Shen Yan and Song Wanqiu must have tampered with the callia plants.
So, when she was drinking tea, she covertly took the lighter from next to the tea table.
Later, when Shen Yan kept emphasizing the importance of the callias, Lin Zhiyi knew she had guessed correctly.
She watched with her own eyes as Shen Yan pulled out Song Wanqiu’s lighter and threw it on the dry leaves.
But Shen Yan’s purpose was rely to burn the callias—how much they burned, Shen Yan didn’t care.
However, Lin Zhiyi needed to blow this matter up.
So, as soon as Shen Yan left, she took out the lighter and added more fire.
But she misjudged the wind direction in the mountains, and when she ignited it, a tongue of fla licked her.
Liu He’s silk shirt instantly got a large burn hole.
Fortunately, she patted out the flas, but still got burnt.
It wasn’t that serious initially, but Shen Yan’s grab earlier broke a small blister, and a piece of scorched skin was torn off.
Lin Zhiyi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to ease the pain.
Unknowingly… the next room began to stir.
The sounds coming through the wall opposite Lin Zhiyi spread from one side to the other.
It sounded like two people desperately rubbing against the wall.
And typical of such rustic buildings, the soundproofing was poor.
Listening to these noises, Lin Zhiyi felt as if the wall in front of her was gradually becoming transparent, showing two people performing a live spring palace show.
Thump, thump, thump… the sound of a body hitting the wall.
Song Wanqiu’s soft panting amplified in the quiet room.
Lin Zhiyi bit her nearly bloodless lips, her pale face only eyes tinged with red, her whole body trembling like the leaves falling outside the window.
By her calculations, Song Wanqiu should soon be pregnant with that child.
Due to premature birth, Song Wanqiu and Lin Zhiyi gave birth on the sa day.
But in this life, her Xingxing was never coming back, and Song Wanqiu…
Just thinking about possibly seeing Song Wanqiu’s child in the future made her feel a cramping pain in her lower abdon.
Ignoring the pain in her arm, she grabbed the blanket and covered herself forcefully.
Monts later, the noise next door ceased.
Lin Zhiyi poked her head out, breathing weakly.
Although… But… wasn’t that too fast?
Suddenly, a series of knocks on the door startled her, and she imdiately got up and walked to the door.
“Miss Lin, it’s , Chen Jin.”
“What’s the matter?” Lin Zhiyi asked, enduring the pain.
“Third Young Master wants you to co over.”
Co over?
For what?
To see the aftermath of his and Miss Song’s affair?
Lin Zhiyi was furious, blurting out, “I’ve already rested. Tell my uncle that if he has ti to see , he’d better mind his own business and drink more nourishing soup in the future.”
Having said that, she lay back down on the bed.
Outside the door, Chen Jin, puzzled by the rejection, could only turn around and head to the study temporarily assigned to Gong Chen by President Yu.
“Third Young Master, Miss Lin said she has gone to sleep.”
“Do you believe her bullshit?”
Gong Chen sat in a hardwood tub chair by the window, his long legs crossed, one hand supporting his cheek, the other flipping through a contract in his hand.
“This… She might really be tired, but she still cares about Third Young Master,” Chen Jin said.
“Oh?”
That’s really odd.
She cares about him?
The only man she truly cares for is Gong Yan.
Having Gong Yan on a business trip, she held a grudge against him.
Chen Jin stepped forward and reported truthfully, “She advised you to drink more nourishing soup in the future, isn’t that caring for you?”
Gong Chen raised his eyes, his gaze playful.
“Nourishing soup… huh.”
…
Dinner was served to her room by the maid.
Lin Zhiyi didn’t want Miss Song and Shen Yan to know she was injured, so she pretended to have a cold and cough, asking the maid to bring so anti-inflammatory dicine.
But there was no burn ointnt, and the wound ached incessantly.
The pain left her without an appetite, and after barely eating a few bites, she sat by the window to distract herself with the mountain scenery.
The mountain mist was hazy, everything looked like a painting, soothing the soul.
Luckily, after a brief stir next door, there was no further noise; otherwise, she couldn’t have endured even a minute of the view.
Lin Zhiyi was engrossed in the view when the light in her room flickered and then went out.
She froze, her body stiffening in the chair, sowhat at a loss, and unsure of what to do.
Before fear of the sudden darkness could take over, the blood-curdling scream from Miss Song next door genuinely startled her.
“Third Young Master! Third Young Master! I’m so scared!”
That cry jolted Lin Zhiyi back to her senses from the chair.
The darkness in the mountains was unlike that in the city.
It was truly pitch-black, as if a heavy blackout curtain had descended, air-tight.
Lin Zhiyi got up like a blind person, groping around and inching her way to the door.
When she opened the door, Chen Huan and Shen Yan were already standing fearfully in the corridor, jittery at every sound.
“Ah! You scared to death, Zhiyi?” Chen Huan asked, touching the wall.
“Yes. What’s going on?” Lin Zhiyi stepped out of the room.
“I don’t know, the power just went out,” Chen Huan said, sounding anxious.
As soon as the words fell, a coy voice of Miss Song ca from behind.
“Third Young Master, Third Young Master… I’m scared of the dark…”
Though the corridor was dark, the two figures clinging together were still palpable.
As Lin Zhiyi listened to their voices getting closer, she conscientiously moved against the wall to let them pass.
In the next second, the man’s breath swept past her.
Chilling and dangerous.
She even felt him staring at her in the darkness.
Then, the butler appeared.
“I apologize, there has been heavy rain on the mountain today, causing so landslides, which led to the power outage. The authorities below said they would co to repair it once the rain eases. For safety, please don’t leave the villa; soon the servants will bring so scented candles for ergencies.”
The butler ca and went in a hurry, disappearing after speaking.
Surrounded by darkness and hearing about the landslides made everyone sowhat fearful.
Lin Zhiyi leaned against the wall, clearly opening her eyes but unable to see anything; the darkness before her seed to open its gaping maw once again.
She clenched her fists, repeatedly telling herself that this was not her past life, that she could overco it.
Suddenly, the crying of Shen Yan rang out in the darkness.
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