Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

restaurant.

After the waiter brought the dishes, Lin Zhiyi realized that they were all his favorites.

She looked at Gong Yan opposite her, feeling touched: "Brother, I didn't expect you to remember everything."

Gong Yan served her a bowl of pork rib soup and said with a faint smile: "Remember, I still remember that you are actually a greedy cat, but you just don't dare to eat too much at the dinner table at home."

Lin Zhiyi looked at the steaming pork ribs soup in front of him and felt a little emotional.

She couldn't help but look up at the warm and considerate man in front of her.

She could no longer ignore his end.

With nothing left, they were driven to a distant country, never to come back. Even when the eldest wife wanted to return to her hometown before her death, her wish was rejected.

That person is... Gong Chen.

Gong Chen is a cruel person who kills without mercy.

But in her previous life, Lin Zhiyi was just a woman controlled by Gong Chen, and the information she knew was fragmented.

She only heard him mention this matter outside Gong Chen's study.

Gong Yan touched his interests, so he couldn't stay.

This is Gong Yan’s final outcome.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyi still reminded him: "Brother, no matter what happens in the future, don't go against your uncle, take care of yourself and your wife first."

Gong Yan paused while picking up the food, and asked gently, "Zhiyi, do you know something?"

Lin Zhiyi quickly shook her head: "How could I possibly know anything? Besides, I don't understand business matters. I just... think my uncle is a bit fierce, and I'm afraid you'll make him unhappy."

She made up a lie, fearing that Gong Yan would doubt her.

Gong Yan chuckled, but the smile only lasted three seconds.

He immediately put down his chopsticks, stood up, and said modestly, "Uncle."

Lin Zhiyi closed his eyes and cursed in his heart.

Beijing is such a big city, why do I always meet Gong Chen?

She stood up awkwardly, lowered her head and turned around, staring at a pair of men's leather shoes in front of her, and shouted, "Uncle."

"Ah."

Gong Chen responded and left.

Lin Zhiyi felt that the low pressure around him had disappeared, so he took a deep breath.

The fear of Gong Chen is deep in my bones and not so easy to forget.

"Zhiyi, sit down, my uncle is gone."

"Yeah." Lin Zhiyi sat down.

At this time, the cell phone dinged a few times.

After clicking it, she saw blessings from her roommates, who also said they would treat her to a meal next time.

But the happy time didn’t last long as one of the roommates forwarded a video.

"Zhiyi, Song Wanqiu accidentally liked a post by a fan online saying that you messed around in school for your major. Although she deleted the like immediately, many people still took screenshots of it."

"The most important thing is that she explained that she slipped her hand because she was angry."

"Then why don't you explain why you're angry? Why are you making insinuations here?"

Lin Zhiyi watched the video and suddenly lost her appetite.

On her way to dinner, she saw a lot of reports about the jewelry competition on the Internet.

Many of them are about her PK with Song Wanqiu.

In addition to Song Wanqiu's fans, many people emerged to support Lin Zhiyi.

Then the like button was clicked accidentally.

Song Wanqiu was indeed insidious and wanted to divert everyone's attention.

Lin Zhiyi thought about it and immediately filed a complaint on the platform, requesting that these false videos be removed.

Unexpectedly, the platform customer service’s reply to her did not violate any regulations.

She frowned and went straight to the customer service. After several rounds of negotiations, the customer service was left speechless by her clear and logical response.

Finally, he left a message.

"You have offended someone."

This sentence was deleted after reading it.

Lin Zhiyi did not leave any evidence, but she already knew it in her heart.

Who else besides Gong Chen has such great ability?

He gave her design draft to Song Wanqiu and let the organizers of the competition manipulate the results of the competition. Now he is worried that online comments will affect Song Wanqiu.

He actually used her innocence as a shield.

In his previous life, he also used her to silence others after a night of passion.

She used her hard work to create a shortcut for Song Wanqiu.

Now it's like this again.

Lin Zhiyi lost his appetite, weakly put down his phone, turned his head to look out the window, and felt like he couldn't breathe.

Across from him, Gong Yan frowned and asked, "What's wrong? You look so ugly."

Lin Zhiyi took a sip of water and calmed down: "It's okay, I'm full."

This matter has nothing to do with Gong Yan, and she doesn't want to involve him.

Gong Yan looked at her, raised his hand gently and approached her: "You are so old, why do you still get your lips dirty when you eat?"

"what?"

Before Lin Zhiyi could ask clearly, Gong Yan's hand had already fallen on her cheek, gently wiping the corner of her lips.

Lin Zhiyi was slightly stunned, but still dodged subconsciously.

"I, I'll do it myself."

"Wipe it clean." Gong Yan said.

"Thank you, big brother." Lin Zhiyi wiped the corners of his lips, lowered his head and saw the dress he was wearing, and continued, "Big brother, this dress is very expensive, right? Can I return it?"

Gong Yan was stunned for a moment: "Dress?"

Lin Zhiyi nodded and pointed at the dress she was wearing: "That's it..."

"Hello, the red bean paste is here, please enjoy it."

The waiter placed two bowls of red bean paste in front of the two people. The fragrant and glutinous taste stimulated their taste buds.

Especially in late autumn, eating a bowl of steaming red bean paste will make your whole body feel warm.

Lin Zhiyi didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the spoon and said with a smile, "Brother, try it."

"it is good."

Gong Yan took a bite and stared at Lin Zhiyi's smile for a long time without coming back to his senses.

After dinner, Gong Yan offered to take Lin Zhiyi back to school. She did not refuse. After all, it would be inconvenient for her to catch the bus dressed like that.

Before leaving, Lin Zhiyi still took a look at the innermost position.

Gong Chen's fingertips fell on the ice in the wine glass. His jade-like fingers turned the ice as if he was thinking about something, with a fatal attraction in his laziness.

The deep upper half of his face was hidden in the shadow of the light, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly.

I just think he is mysterious and scary.

She didn't know if it was Lin Zhiyi's illusion, but when he was drinking, as the wine rolled in his throat, she seemed to be able to sense his eyes on her.

Without waiting for her to react, Gong Yan had already draped his coat over her shoulders, and was even bold enough to turn around and wave to Gong Chen.

"Uncle, we're leaving first."

Lin Zhiyi was worried for him and didn't dare to look at Gong Chen. She quickly pulled him away.

……

As soon as he arrived at school, Gong Yan's cell phone rang.

It's the eldest wife.

"Gong Yan, I'm not feeling well. Can you come back and see me?"

Gong Yan frowned slightly, and at Lin Zhiyi's signal, he slowly spoke: "Okay, Mom."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyi got out of the car immediately.

"Brother, say hello to the eldest wife for me."

"Well, call me if you need anything."

After giving instructions, Gong Yan drove away.

After returning to the Gong family, Gong Yan quickly went to the yard.

As soon as she entered the living room, Chen Sulan leaned on the cushion and drank tea.

"Mom, you're doing this again!"

Gong Yan sat at the other end of the table on the kang, with his arms hanging on the table, looking a little unhappy.

Chen Sulan put down her teacup and sighed, "I'm doing this for your own good. The situation between the third brother and Zhiyi is still unclear. Your grandfather will be unhappy if you get so close to Zhiyi."

Gong Yan retorted: "If Zhiyi says it's not true, then it's not true. This matter is over!"

Hearing this, Chen Sulan pursed her lips, her eyes turned red, and her face looked a little pale in the mist of tea.

"Zhiyi said no, but what about the third brother? Does he think so too? Gong Yan, listen to mom, now is not the time."

Gong Yan stopped talking, but just clenched his hands tightly on the table.