Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight

Lin Zhiyi initially wanted to say that the art gallery was just a front, that Bai Ruoshu might be helping the Bai Family with money laundering.

She had previously seen quite a few people online using art investment for money laundering.

Art is priceless, so pricing is entirely based on the buyer and seller's intentions.

A black and white contract, it's legitimate.

No wonder the Bai Family is promoting Bai Ruoshu so much, as long as her fame increases, even her used chopsticks can be said to be worth ten thousand, a hundred thousand.

If someone is willing to buy, then it is worth that price.

However, before she could voice her thoughts, her mind was interrupted by a sound.

Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen turned around to find Xingxing curled up asleep on the sofa without them knowing when, the catalog slipping from her hands onto the floor.

Gong Chen wanted to go over to check but was stopped by Lin Zhiyi raising her hand.

She stared in astonishment at Xingxing's sleeping posture.

It was a posture unique to her age, like a small animal, her body soft as dough.

"Third Young Master, lift the painting."

Gong Chen was somewhat aware, raised the computer, comparing the enlarged painting with Xingxing's sleeping posture.

It almost matched the blank space in the middle of the painting.

"Is it a child?" Lin Zhiyi asked in surprise, "Why are so many people fixating on a child?"

Gong Chen lowered his eyes, voice deep: "Children represent purity, and also the weak, so the outline in the painting might not merely represent a child."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyi felt suffocated in her chest, always feeling like she forgot something.

In a daze, Gong Chen reached out to support her.

"What's wrong? Your face looks so pale."

"I, I might be a bit tired."

Lin Zhiyi adjusted her hair, her chaotic mind instantly went blank.

"Let's call the police." She said worriedly.

"Right now these are all our speculations, they don't even count as evidence, if we call the police it might alert the others. Don't think too much for now."

Gong Chen pulled her to sit down.

Lin Zhiyi tightly gripped his hand, her breathing somewhat irregular.

"First there was Bai Ruoshu's jewelry design, then the painting at the gallery, what if someone is really asking me for help?"

She was worried that her negligence or indifference might harm someone.

Gong Chen pulled her into an embrace: "I'll get someone to investigate the artist."

Lin Zhiyi thought for a few seconds, then raised her eyes meeting the man's dark eyes, hesitant to speak.

Gong Chen held her waist, his breath wandering beside her face.

"What do you want to say?"

Lin Zhiyi knew her little thoughts couldn't be hidden from him.

"I don't want to sit and wait."

Gong Chen sighed: "I've accepted my fate, all these years, I still can't beat you."

Lin Zhiyi: "..."

He leaned his forehead against hers, not as forceful as before, asking: "What do you want to do?"

Lin Zhiyi's originally restless heart gradually calmed down in his steady tone.

"I need to find a way to inform the person designing for Bai Ruoshu that I have already received the message, perhaps they can convey more information."

Gong Chen pondered: "Then start with what Bai Ruoshu cares about."

"Fame and fortune. I know what to do now!"

Lin Zhiyi suddenly thought of a perfect solution.

She rose from Gong Chen's embrace, turned to hug his face and gave him a kiss.

"Hahaha, I came up with a solution before you this time! I've become smart too."

"Mm, mm."

Gong Chen responded perfunctorily.

His pair of dark eyes seemed to fix on prey, unmoving.

Lin Zhiyi kissed him again.

Before Lin Zhiyi's excitement faded, the man hooked his palm around her nape and kissed her again.

With a fiery and irresistible momentum, ravaging her breath indiscriminately.

Until their breaths intertwined.

Lin Zhiyi's mind buzzed, her rationality seemed ignited, leaving only unspoken desire.

A moment later, as she struggled to breathe, Gong Chen released her.

His voice hoarse: "Smart Designer Lin."

Lin Zhiyi's face flushed: "I feel like you're mocking me? Do you already know what I want to do?"

"I don't know, I'll take the daughter to the room, we'll discuss it later."

"Who's discussing with you?" Lin Zhiyi retorted, blushing.

Gong Chen curled his lips, got up and carried Xingxing to the children's room.

Lin Zhiyi pressed her tingling lips, turned into the study.

Some time ago, Gong Chen got a large desk, half for his work, half for her designs.

Looking at the things on the desk, unrelated books had already mixed together, somewhat harmoniously.

Lin Zhiyi sat down to design, but picked up the pen and didn't know where to start.

How exactly could she bypass Bai Ruoshu and convey the message to that person?

The tip of the pen rested on the paper for a long time, still a blank.

Gong Chen opened the door, took a glance at the blank paper before Lin Zhiyi, sat beside her quietly.

"Don't push yourself too hard."

Lin Zhiyi placed down the pen, sighed.

"I don't have inspiration, I'm scared Bai Ruoshu will find out, and I'm afraid the message I convey is not clear enough, I..."

Gong Chen held her head, sealing her lips again, blocking her worries.

This time he kissed harder, even somewhat crazily.

Under the lamp, two silhouettes on the bookshelf clung to each other.

Lin Zhiyi's heart accelerated, involuntarily clutching his tie at his chest.

"Um." Gong Chen frowned, restrained: "Murdering your husband?"

Lin Zhiyi breathed lowly: "Are you even a husband?"

Gong Chen lowered his eyes to see the tie tangled in her hand, breathing heavily, gradually moving closer to Lin Zhiyi's ear.

"Use a bit more force, and it's over."

"I've already given you my life, isn't it enough?"

Lin Zhiyi's ears warmed, shifted her body to escape, but he held her even tighter.

He pressed her head against his chest: "Zhiyi, let me hold you for a while."

Lin Zhiyi's heart softened, she stopped struggling.

She understood.

Gong Chen saw that she was too tense and wanted her to rest a bit.

But he was too embarrassed to say it.

In matters of love, he wasn't smart at all.

No, those last two words he mastered effortlessly.

Lin Zhiyi stifled a laugh, toyed with his tie.

Feeling the texture of its dark patterns, she marveled: "This tie is really nice, feels good to the touch too."

Gong Chen gazed at her, said leisurely: "A tie is also a man's jewelry, representing identity and status. The tie clip can be considered jewels on a woman's necklace. What to wear, what to carry depends on circumstances."

Listening to his words, Lin Zhiyi stared at the tie in a daze.

Suddenly, a realization struck her mind.

"I got it! I know how to tell her."

In excitement, Lin Zhiyi picked up the pen and started drawing on paper.

Gong Chen knowingly got up and sat to the side, casually grabbing a book to read.

Quietly accompanying Lin Zhiyi.

Yet not a single word from the book went in, eventually being attracted by Lin Zhiyi's serious demeanor.

At this moment, he felt that his previous self was incredibly wrong.

He shouldn't have stubbornly imprisoned her by his side, she had her own world.

At this time, the phone in his pocket buzzed twice.

Gong Chen took it out, glanced at the message on it, his gaze immediately darkened, endless in depth.