Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 75 - Slapping in Anger
Chapter 75: Chapter 75: Slapping in Anger
Chapter 75 -75: Slapping in Anger
Lin Zhiyi had escaped and didn’t dare to stay at a hotel near the school. She planned to go directly to a hotel closer to her studio.
Before getting into the car, she turned and looked towards the intersection.
A luxury car stopped. Gong Chen, dressed in black, emerged from the intersection and got into the car.
Immediately, a window cracked open, and a pair of black eyes stared at Lin Zhiyi, harboring a dangerous restraint in the night.
It seemed to say she couldn’t escape.
Lin Zhiyi felt a chill down her spine and got into the car without looking back.
On the other side,
Chen Jin also got into a car.
“Third Young Master, Miss Lin reported those people for drunk driving and also named Shen Yan.”
Gong Chen sat upright in the back seat, slowly twirling a ring on his finger and raising an eyebrow.
“Now she’s getting smart. If it had been her old self, anyone could have taken advantage of her.”
“She is the kind of person…who should be hidden away.”
Chen Jin furrowed his brow and cautiously said, “Third Young Master, about Miss Lin…”
“Yes?” Gong Chen interrupted coldly.
Chen Jin, realizing he had spoken too much, bowed his head and changed the subject, “President Yu has invited you to meet at the mountain villa tomorrow.”
“I know.”
…
Lin Zhiyi arrived early at the studio; she didn’t want to miss the drama.
After clocking in, she went to the restroom.
Just as she came out, she heard a woman’s noisy voice in the hall.
“Bitch! Couldn’t stand loneliness in the middle of the night, could you? If it weren’t for you, would my husband have been detained for drunk driving?”
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi made her way through the crowd of onlookers and saw Shen Yan’s hair being pulled by a woman who was dragging her on the ground. Jimmy’s crystal high heels kicked Shen Yan repeatedly.
The princess shoes had turned into sharp weapons, slicing marks all over Shen Yan’s skin.
“No, it’s not…wuu wuu wuu…”
Shen Yan always liked to play weak, cowering on the ground, trembling as she cried. It took her a while to muster a denial, her sobbing stirring pity in others.
If this were a school, indeed, some justice-driven male students would have helped her.
But this was the workplace where people generally didn’t intervene unless it involved them.
It wasn’t until security rushed over that they managed to pull the woman away from Shen Yan.
The woman was still furious and, pointing at Shen Yan, told everyone, “This bitch got my husband to invite her for dinner, kindly offered to drive her back to school, tried to seduce my husband, and then had the nerve to report him!”
Shen Yan choked back sobs, “No, I didn’t.”
The woman scoffed, “No? You think because you hid your phone number I couldn’t find out? They told me it was a woman with the surname Shen who went out to have fun last night. Besides you, who else could it be named Shen?”
“Madam, you really misunderstood. They didn’t invite me; it was her!” Shen Yan pointed towards Lin Zhiyi, then cried out, “Zhiyi, although we are good friends, I really can’t lie for you anymore. They were looking for you when they were caught for drunk driving, that’s all I can do for you.”
Shen Yan showed her face, scratched with several red marks, miserably defeated.
Yet, her expression was very well managed, filled with helplessness and injustice.
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This immediately made others question the situation.
Especially the wives of the male colleagues who, upon seeing Lin Zhiyi’s face, were filled with resentment.
Lin Zhiyi, however, boldly walked up, nodding politely to the woman.
“Yes, they mentioned it was a colleague’s dinner, but I had to leave early for important matters, and many colleagues saw me leave. It was Shen Yan who said she’d be too happy to join them for dinner, so she must have gone instead.”
Her recounting was factual and corroborated by witnesses, but her phrasing seemed to imply Shen Yan was being imposing.
The woman’s eyes narrowed, and with a swift motion, she swung her hand at Shen Yan.
Shen Yan tried to dodge, but how could Lin Zhiyi let her escape easily?
Feigning anxiety, Lin Zhiyi rushed forward, “Don’t hit my friend.”
She quickly blocked Shen Yan’s path, allowing the woman to slap Shen Yan back and forth four or five times.
“Ah!”
Shen Yan screamed again and again, no longer maintaining her pitiable damsel facade, barely restraining herself from rolling on the ground.
Lin Zhiyi saw that the lesson had been taught sufficiently and quickly called for security to protect Shen Yan.
At this moment,
Song Wanqiu arrived and asked about what had happened. She frowned and swept her displeased gaze over Shen Yan.
“Fool, even such a trivial matter gets you into trouble.”
Lin Zhiyi saw everyone had arrived and it was time to conclude.
She mimicked the tone Shen Yan had used in the past, saying with feigned kindness, “Shen Yan, you should apologize quickly. Escalating this won’t be good for you or for the studio, especially since you were indeed the one who went out to dine and drink with them. Isn’t that right, Miss Song?”
Lin Zhiyi directly threw the question to Song Wanqiu.
In their previous lives, the two of them had colluded countless times to set up Lin Zhiyi.
This time, she let them taste their own medicine.
Everyone’s gaze turned to Song Wanqiu; as Gong Chen’s fiancée, her words naturally carried weight.
Song Wanqiu, fearing trouble herself, did not dare to speak in defense of Shen Yan.
She smiled gently, “Shen Yan, apologize quickly. As a woman, don’t be so casual in the future.”
After hearing this, Shen Yan looked at Song Wanqiu in disbelief, her injured face turning even redder and somewhat ferocious.
Song Wanqiu swept over her with a warning look.
Shen Yan could only humbly clench her fist and bow her head to the woman, “I’m sorry, madam.”
Song Wanqiu immediately stepped forward to comfort the woman, “Don’t be angry, she’s new here and probably just wanted to get on good terms with the old staff of the company, but she just chose the wrong method. I’ll ask someone from my family to inquire at the police station for you.”
Not daring to disrespect Song Wanqiu, the woman switched to a smile, “Miss Song is truly generous, worthy of being Third Young Master’s fiancée.”
The two women left as if nothing had happened.
The crowd glanced at Shen Yan with disdain and dispersed.
Only Lin Zhiyi stayed behind to support the pale-faced Shen Yan, caring for her like a friend.
“Shen Yan, are you alright? I have some ointment in my bag; put some on quickly.”
Bloodshot eyes filled Shen Yan’s eyes as she gripped Lin Zhiyi’s hand firmly, her tone laden with suspicion, “Zhiyi, why did you say that just now? Why are you harming me?”
Lin Zhiyi frowned and let go of Shen Yan’s hand, angrily retorted, “Is that how you see me? I haven’t even asked you why you made me go to the bar with them last night? You knew they were drinking and driving! Right, I seem to have also heard you saying that you were going to bring them to catch me, didn’t you?”
Instead of explaining, she straightforwardly used a counter-question to frighten Shen Yan.
Indeed, Shen Yan couldn’t respond and guiltily let go of Lin Zhiyi’s hand.
“Zhiyi, I, I didn’t, you heard it wrong. I didn’t mean anything else by my questions, I was just scared.”
Scared?
So she knew fear.
Why wasn’t she scared when she was harming others?
Lin Zhiyi patted her hand without any change in expression, “Shen Yan, I just urged you to apologize because I was worried that this matter might alert President Xue, and your hard-earned internship opportunity would be gone. I thought Miss Song would speak a few words for you, being the fiancée of Third Young Master, who would dare to disrespect her. But I didn’t expect that she wouldn’t even speak a kind word for you.”
Upon hearing this, hatred intensified the redness in Shen Yan’s eyes.
Lin Zhiyi saw it but pretended not to notice.
Song Wanqiu, you can use Shen Yan against me, why can’t I use Shen Yan against you!
Lin Zhiyi did not continue on this topic, afraid that it might arouse Shen Yan’s suspicions.
She carefully took out the ointment and gently applied it to Shen Yan’s face, then handed the ointment to her.
“This is very good for reducing swelling, keep it.”
Shen Yan’s eyes flickered as she stealthily watched Lin Zhiyi, seeing her still naïve demeanor before finally believing her.
After all, Lin Zhiyi had been deceived by her for four years; it was impossible for her to see the truth.
Having just performed a show of close sisterly affection, Shen Yan’s phone rang.
She glanced at the number and her expression tightened.
Lin Zhiyi pretended not to care, “You go ahead, I’m off to work. Remember to apply the ointment.”
“Okay.”
Shen Yan said and walked toward a secluded restroom.
Lin Zhiyi smiled slyly, indeed curious to see just how strong the master-servant relationship between Song Wanqiu and Shen Yan was.
In her previous life, Shen Yan’s ambition was not slight.
