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

A few days later, when Song Wanqiu targeted Chen Huan, Lin Zhiyi completed his design in a low-key manner.

Fearing that something might go wrong, she personally sent it to Yu’s headquarters.

President Yu stroked the jewelry with satisfaction, raised his eyebrows and stared at Lin Zhiyi: "Don't you want to know why I ordered another design from you?"

Lin Zhiyi is very clear about her identity and doesn't ask questions that she shouldn't.

She smiled faintly and said, "As long as Mr. Yu likes it."

Mr. Yu held his chin up and said meaningfully, "Someone is bleeding heavily."

"Huh? What?" Lin Zhiyi looked at Mr. Yu in confusion.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Yu suddenly changed the subject and asked, "How did you get here?"

Lin Zhiyi paused and replied, "Take a taxi."

President Yu curved his lips, his eyes revealing a hint of ambiguity: "Then I'll find someone to take you back."

“No, no…”

Without waiting for Lin Zhiyi to refuse, President Yu shouted into the office.

"You haven't finished reading the contract yet? If you don't come out, they'll leave."

Hearing the voice, Lin Zhiyi raised his eyes and looked towards the office.

The door opened and a deep figure walked out slowly.

After looking at the other person carefully, Lin Zhiyi couldn't laugh at all.

Palace sinking.

She frowned and stepped back, trying to keep some distance between them, but Mr. Yu grabbed her.

Mr. Yu approached her and whispered, "Why are you so unfamiliar? Then my scented candles would be wasted."

When the scented candles were mentioned, Lin Zhiyi vaguely remembered how she looked in front of Gong Chen, and her face felt hot.

"I...I didn't know you were talking about something. Sorry to bother you. I'll leave now."

After saying that, she walked quickly towards the elevator.

President Yu walked up to Gong Chen and said, "Why don't you chase him? Look how scared he is. Next time, don't set off fireworks. Just light firecrackers instead."

Gong Chen said nothing and followed Lin Zhiyi's footsteps.

President Yu thought of something and shook the jewelry in his hand towards Gong Chen: "Thank you, Third Master. Remember to let Lin Zhiyi watch the report tonight."

……

In front of the elevator.

Lin Zhiyi pressed the button several times, but the elevator didn't move.

Even the elevator is against her!

Suddenly, a hand passed by her side and pressed the elevator button.

Lin Zhiyi's body stiffened as a powerful aura pressed down on her from behind. She wanted to move away, but the man's other arm was also against the wall, leaving her with no way to escape.

A man's cold voice sounded above her head: "Why are you running?"

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

What can she run?

Of course, I would hide from him to prevent Song Wanqiu from going crazy.

Just then the elevator door opened.

When there was a gap, she immediately squeezed to the side and made an awkward gesture of invitation.

"Uncle, you are busy, please go first."

"You are really becoming more and more sensible."

Gong Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he walked into the elevator with a chilling aura.

Lin Zhiyi lowered her eyes and dared not look at him. Only when the elevator door slowly closed did she breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the next second, she was pulled into the elevator by a force, and before she could stand firmly, her body was pressed against the elevator.

The man pressed close to her body, the stiff material of his suit rising and falling with his chest, rubbing against her intentionally or unintentionally.

Lin Zhiyi suppressed his rapid breathing, shrank his body, and tried to put some distance between them.

But the more she ran, the harder the man pressed on.

Until the bodies are tightly pressed together.

"That night, you don't acknowledge it after you used it?" Gong Chen lowered his eyes slightly, his face cold and his tone slow.

Lin Zhiyi got anxious and blurted out: "I was useless that night!"

Gong Chen leaned forward, and her dark eyes, as usual, looked like she was looking at her prey with certainty of victory.

"So you still remember, I thought you had lost your memory."

"..."

Lin Zhiyi finally reacted and admitted what happened that night herself.

She bit her lip, regained some rationality and pointed to the top of her head: "Uncle, there are surveillance cameras, I advise you not to do anything rash."

"Oh?" Gong Chen raised his eyes, took out his phone and tapped a few times, then stared at her again, "No more."

"What do you mean?" Lin Zhiyi widened his eyes.

"What do you say?"

Gong Chen's pupils were as dark as the night...

Inside the office.

Mr. Yu glanced at the message sent by Gong Chen and realized that the gift was indeed not easy to receive.

She immediately called the monitoring room.

"Turn off the elevator surveillance that goes directly to my office."

"Yes."

However, the two people in the elevator did not do anything.

Or just when Gong Chen was about to do something, his cell phone rang.

Lin Zhiyi glanced at the screen of his phone, Song Wanqiu.

She raised her eyes and stared at the man who was so close to her, and reminded him, "Uncle, your fiancée."

Gong Chen did not refute, nor did he let her go. He directly answered Song Wanqiu's call.

Song Wanqiu's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Third Master, the dress you sent is really beautiful. I like it very much. I'm sorry to bother you. Today, President Yu will appear wearing the dress I designed. I want to take a few photos for publicity, so I want to go to the scene early. When can you pick me up?"

"Right away." Gong Chen's voice was very light, without any ups and downs, but it made people feel at ease.

"I'm waiting for you."

Song Wanqiu's voice was gentle and full of anticipation.

Lin Zhiyi, who was pressed into the corner, was forced to listen to the loving conversation between the two.

If she hadn't been told, she would have forgotten that Gong Chen and Mr. Yu were going to attend a banquet tonight, so Mr. Yu asked her to deliver the jewelry today.

Song Wanqiu is Gong Chen's female companion.

But at this time, he was talking on the phone with his fiancée, but his hand was stroking Lin Zhiyi's waist.

Lin Zhiyi was filled with shame and anger. She struggled to raise her hands, but Gong Chen restrained her even tighter.

He hung up the phone and lifted her chin with one hand, forcing her to look up and look at him.

The overhead light cast a shadow on his forehead, making his eyes look more profound.

"Remember to read the report of the banquet tonight."

Report?

Lin Zhiyi felt pain in her breathing as she thought of what Song Wanqiu had said on the phone just now.

President Yu will wear Song Wanqiu's work to the banquet tonight. Once promoted, she will be close to success and fame.

And the fact that she was so successful was an opportunity gained by Lin Zhiyi burning herself.

No matter in the previous life or this life, Gong Chen is always using her to make wedding dress for Song Wanqiu.

Now he wants to kill her and make her watch Song Wanqiu become famous with her own eyes!

Lin Zhiyi felt a sharp pain all over his body, just like the flames burning his skin in his previous life, excruciating pain.

She gritted her teeth and didn't know where she got the strength from, but she pushed the man in front of her away.

"Haven't you had enough of playing tricks on me yet? It's fun?"

At this time, the elevator door opened and Lin Zhiyi rushed out angrily.

Then Gong Chen came out, straightening his suit.

Chen Jin had been waiting downstairs for a long time. As soon as he saw Lin Zhiyi's face, he knew something was wrong and quickly walked up to Gong Chen.

"Third Master, do you need me to bring Miss Lin over?"

"No need. She won't listen to anyone when she's angry." Gong Chen said calmly.

"I'm sorry, Third Master. I really didn't know about the fireworks in the restaurant that day. It was the restaurant that took the initiative."

"Forget it. Let's go."

Gong Chen got in the car and left.

……

Lin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief after getting in the car. She took out her cell phone and found that Song Wanqiu, an Internet celebrity, was already promoting her new work in a big way.

"Tonight I will show my first work since I started working. Thank you Mr. Yu for your love. I am grateful."

There was unanimous praise below.

Lin Zhiyi patted his chest, but he still couldn't breathe well.

When she was about to put down her phone, a call came from an unfamiliar number.

"Ms. Lin, we have already taken care of the dress you sent in for cleaning last time. Is it convenient for you to come and pick it up today?"

This was the dress Gong Yan gave her for the competition. She liked it very much, but the train was accidentally stained, so she sent it to the counter for cleaning.

"Okay, I'll be right over."