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

Chapter 226: Who are you to command me?

After going to the bathroom, Lin Zhiyi did not return to the box immediately.

She always felt that she was out of place in the atmosphere of the box.

Especially, Mr. Gong always looked at her with meaningful eyes, as if urging her to leave.

Lin Zhiyi walked towards the rest area on the other side of the corridor.

When she opened the glass door, a cold wind blew in her face. She shrank her neck, hugged herself, leaned against the railing and looked at the scenery in the distance.

After calming down, Lin Zhiyi thought about his unfinished duties and prepared to return to the box.

As soon as she turned around, she bumped into the man's cold chest.

She raised her eyelids slightly and met the man's cold gaze. Suddenly, her chest was filled with cold air, causing her teeth to tremble slightly.

Lin Zhiyi took a step back and looked at the man calmly, "Uncle, what's the matter?"

Gong Chen did not answer immediately, but pressed on step by step until he forced her close to the railing with no way to retreat.

He stretched out his long arms and locked her to his chest, his dark eyes flashing with a cold light.

As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was filled with mockery: "You wore the clothes I bought and attended the banquet with another man. Lin Zhiyi, you are amazing."

"How much? I'll give it to you in cash." Lin Zhiyi replied.

Gong Chen smiled, his eyes gleaming coldly: "Cash out? No need to bother, I'll take the principal and interest together."

Lin Zhiyi's heart tightened, and she subconsciously raised her hand to resist his approach, but she still grabbed her wrist and pulled her hard into her arms.

"This is the principal!" Gong Chen said fiercely.

"What……"

Before Lin Zhiyi could finish her words, he kissed her hard.

Gong Chen untied the belt of her coat, put his big hands through the lapel, grasped her waist, and rubbed the place where Sang Li had supported her hard.

It was as if he was going to break her alive.

Lin Zhiyi's face was wrinkled, it really hurt.

Just when she was a little out of breath, Gong Chen slightly moved away from her lips.

"Stay away from him."

Lin Zhiyi raised her head and stared at the man's deep facial features, feeling a little numb on her lips.

He didn't care about her relationship with Sang Li.

But he is a dangerous and domineering man.

Even if he throws away his woman, no one else can touch her.

That's it.

Because the woman he truly cares about can appear openly beside him and his family.

She finally let go of everything, but he always appeared suddenly to cause trouble and then disappeared suddenly.

Lin Zhiyi chuckled: "Uncle, it's rare for me to meet a man who is willing to stand by my side, right?"

"Lin Zhiyi!"

Gong Chen exuded a cold murderous aura all over his body, as if he wanted to devour her.

She did not give in, and said coldly: "Who are you to order me? Uncle? A man for a one-night stand? Or a man who is unclear like now?"

"Lin Zhiyi, I'm talking to you seriously. He is not as simple as you think." Gong Chen warned.

Lin Zhiyi realized that he wanted to change the subject, but she couldn't help but laugh at herself.

"Are you simple? At least he won't embarrass me."

Gong Chen's eyes flashed with icy intent, and he pinched her chin: "Don't let your imagination run wild."

Again, the result fell on deaf ears.

Her resistance was always so trivial in his eyes.

Lin Zhiyi struggled hard, feeling that she needed an outlet to vent, otherwise she would be suffocated to death.

She said angrily, "Why should whatever you say be true? Do you like to control me so much? Then let's go to the box now and tell them what you did to me!"

"Control you? He gave you some sweetness, and you think that's freedom? You want to be with him? I tell you, it's impossible!"

"I'm telling you, I don't care what you say!"

Lin Zhiyi was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and no longer wanted to be bound by Gong Chen.

Hearing this, Gong Chen's pupils suddenly shrank: "You still owe me interest."

He pinched her chin and kissed her madly.

When he and Sang Li were secretly competing with each other, he saw through Sang Li's thoughts.

Sang Li's expression showed the man's eagerness to possess her.

Lin Zhiyi is no match for Gong Chen under normal circumstances, let alone a man in anger.

The force that pushed her against the railing made her feel like the railing behind her was vibrating.

Until Sang Ran's voice came from the corner of the corridor.

"Third Master? Where are you? It's hard to find you here because of all the twists and turns."

Almost at the same time, Gong Chen immediately let go of Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi's face turned pale under her slightly messy hair. She endured the nausea in her stomach and reached out to grab Gong Chen's collar.

She even laughed out of discomfort: "What's wrong? You don't dare anymore? Are you so afraid that she will find out, uncle?"

Gong Chen looked at her and his expression softened slightly.

"She hasn't been able to adapt to the climate here since she returned home, and can't stand the stimulation. Wait for me here after the banquet, and I'll talk to you again."

"Either now or...we don't have much to talk about."

Lin Zhiyi held back her strength and gripped his collar tighter.

The footsteps in the corridor were getting closer and closer, and Gong Chen simply pinched her hand and pulled it down hard.

Then he adjusted his shirt a little, turned around, opened the door and went in.

Lin Zhiyi stood in the wind, letting her hair fly, her red hands frozen in mid-air.

Suddenly, a smile broke out on the pale face, and it made his eyes red.

After returning from Norway, in addition to nightmares, after taking the medicine given by the doctor, she would dream about the rare tenderness that Gong Chen showed by her bedside when she was pregnant again.

He said, let's go.

But reality hit her hard.

Without all those messy things, with Gong Chen's current identity, why would he leave?

After laughing, Lin Zhiyi tidied her hair and left as if nothing had happened.

Back in the box, Sang Ran whispered something into Gong Chen's ear, laughing very happily.

Seeing Lin Zhiyi coming back, Sang Ran asked with concern: "Zhiyi, why did you take so long?"

Suddenly, everyone looked at her.

She sat down slowly: "My stomach feels uncomfortable."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mr. Gong put down his chopsticks with a look of surprise on his face.

"If you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest. Why are you talking about this at the dinner table?"

Lin Zhiyi glanced at Gong Chen. He had a calm expression, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

He is always like this, staying out of things.

Lin Zhiyi was too lazy to pretend to be sensible and said directly: "If I don't answer, will you say I am uneducated? Otherwise, Grandpa will answer for me."

"You!" There was a fierce flash in Mr. Gong's eyes, but his tone was very calm, "You should be clear about what you do and do, don't leave yourself no way out, or you will be laughed at in the future."

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, knowing that the old man was hinting that she was seeking support from powerful people.

In fact, she was simply fed up with this atmosphere.

She was about to retort when Gong Chen said sternly, "Lin Zhiyi, eat."

Suddenly, Lin Zhiyi felt like a nobody, and his body felt as painful as if it was being repeatedly crushed by millions of silver needles.

At this time, Sang Ran brought a fruit plate to the old man.

"Uncle, try this fruit. My third master and I both think it's delicious."

The old man immediately smiled and said, "You are so considerate."

Lin Zhiyi felt bad, and she was also considerate.

It’s just that the old man doesn’t need cheap consideration.

After Sang Ran resolved the awkwardness with a few words, the meal came to an end.

During the final toast, Sang Li stood up and walked in front of Gong Chen.

"Third Master, let's go smoke a cigarette together?"

Gong Chen understood the hidden meaning of Sang Li's words and wanted to discuss something with him.

"Ah."

The two walked to the smoking area, and Sang Li handed a cigarette to Gong Chen.

Gong Chen didn't want it, he just lit his cigarette and asked coldly: "What's the matter?"

Sang Li took back his cigarette and played with his lighter: "I want to talk to you about Xiao Ran."