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

Chapter 287 Let Yourself Be Heartbroken, Let Others Be Heartbroken Too

"What?" Li Huan pulled off his mask and said angrily, "Who would believe that?"

On the hospital bed, Gong Chen sat up, leaned against the pillow and lit a cigarette.

Through the thin smoke, there was an unremovable deep depression in his eyes.

"Do you really think that Lin Zhiyi can catch Wen Qing just by catching a gigolo? Do you know how many gigolos Wen Qing has under his command?"

Li Huan stood there in shock, his mouth opened involuntarily: "What do you mean?"

"What Wen Qing said is correct. These pretty boys are all professionally trained. The person who trained them is Wen Qing herself. Otherwise, how could she be so popular among the wives?"

Gong Chen dusted off the cigarette ash.

Li Huan raised an eyebrow: "She also works part-time as a mama-san? She is the president of Wen's Group, but she..."

"Why not use the simplest method to control those wives of wealthy families who have good family backgrounds and live alone after marriage? If one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten, then it is mutually beneficial. If someone disobeys, then it can be a weapon of threat. The most important thing is that most of these wives have shares in their hands. They don't have the decision-making power, but they can have a say, which is enough for her."

There are many couples in the circle who play their own games, but there is a prerequisite.

No handle can be left behind.

It must not affect the reputation of both companies.

It was because of this that Wen Qing allowed those pretty boys who could hit the heart of the rich lady to appear.

Hearing this, Li Huan began to admire Wen Qing's skill and courage.

"So Mrs. He too?"

"Yeah." Gong Chen nodded.

Li Huan suddenly thought of something and immediately said, "You let the pretty boy go before because you didn't want to alert the enemy? The reason you didn't touch He Yao was actually because Wen Qing had evidence against Mrs. He. If anything happened to He Yao, Wen Qing would definitely destroy the evidence. What I'm most afraid of is that Mrs. He would take all the blame for the sake of her son and the family's reputation, and then both He Yao and Wen Qing would escape."

Gong Chen smoked a cigarette without saying anything, which was considered as his agreement with Li Huan's words.

Next to him, Chen Jin couldn't bear to watch anymore, so he took out his tablet and clicked on a photo of a woman.

"Doctor Li, look."

"Who is this woman? Why does she look a bit like Miss Sang?" Li Huan asked suspiciously.

"I found her just like Miss Sang, but she is not an ordinary person. She is a Sanda champion and has worked as a leg model. She completely fits the image of He Yao's victim. She has promised Third Master to help him get close to He Yao and collect evidence. Third Master never wanted to use Miss Lin. He had already found someone to help Miss Lin get out of this situation. But who knew that Miss Lin deliberately provoked He Yao's anger, and that's why..."

"Chen Jin."

Gong Chen interrupted him, feeling that there was no need to continue.

Chen Jin put down the tablet and said something that he couldn't help but say: "Third Master, what else can you not say? Now He Yao is crazy, the pretty boy is dead, and Boss Wen has no evidence. She has the support of the old man, so it will be very difficult to find any evidence against her. What's more, she is Miss Sang's aunt."

After hearing this, Li Huan pursed his lips and fell into a dilemma.

Gong Chen and Lin Zhiyi were both right.

In order to protect himself, Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen are playing the long game to catch a big fish.

After thinking for a while, he advised: "Why don't you go find Lin Zhiyi to explain?"

Gong Chen said nothing.

……

In the ward.

Lin Zhiyi was awakened again, but this time there was a figure beside the bed.

"Uncle? Why aren't you with my mom?"

Gong Shiyan took out a tissue and handed it to her to wipe the cold sweat off her face: "Your mother asked me to come and bring you some food. Did you have a nightmare? You are really in danger this time. In fact, if you don't do it, the third brother will..."

"Uncle, I want to ask you a question."

Lin Zhiyi tugged at the tissue in her hand and interrupted him directly.

Gong Shiyan looked at her for a while, nodded and said, "Ask."

Lin Zhiyi looked down at the crumpled tissue in her hand and said casually, "If I hadn't been able to help my mother this time, she would have been in great danger. Then you and President Wen..."

She paused, not wanting to continue.

After all, Gong Shiyan has already expressed his feelings in public.

There was absolutely no way he could be with Wen Qing, who had hurt Liu He.

But the scene of him and Wen Qing getting married in his previous life always lingered in her mind.

She could never understand why a man who loved Liu He so much would marry Wen Qing at the speed of light when Liu He's body was still warm.

Although Gong Shiyan was usually rather slow, he immediately understood Lin Zhiyi's deep meaning after hearing her words.

"Do you think I will forget your mother and be with Wen Qing with peace of mind?"

"..."

Lin Zhiyi nodded softly.

They already had feelings for each other, and if Gong Shiyan was soft-hearted, combined with Wen Qing's abilities and family background, it would be entirely possible for them to reconcile.

At least, they continued their relationship in their previous life.

Gong Shiyan smiled lightly: "Zhiyi, my answer may not be what you want to hear."

Lin Zhiyi was stunned: "You really can..."

He stopped laughing and said in a serious tone, "I know you want a life for a life revenge, but we grew up in different environments. You think revenge is too simple. If you can't root it out, such revenge is meaningless."

"So?" Lin Zhiyi looked at Gong Shiyan in confusion.

Gong Shiyan raised his eyes slightly, and his usually gentle face showed a bit of coldness, and one could even see some of the same decisiveness as Gong Chen.

"Wen Qing is very strong-willed. This is her strength and also her fatal weakness. She will do anything to prove herself. You can take her life, but you can never destroy her pride."

"So do you think it's better to kill her? Or to let her watch everything she has be destroyed?"

"Anyone can stab you, but you will also lose your life. She will even look up and smile as she lets you kill her. Then she will make the people who enjoy the protection of the Wen Clan grateful to her and hate you. In the end, you will be the only one who is disgusted."

"If something really happened to your mother, I would do everything I could to gain her trust and then destroy everything she was proud of."

"The Gong family already has the third son. If I go alone to seek revenge, he will understand me."

When Lin Zhiyi heard Gong Chen's name again, he stopped tearing the tissue.

Gong Shiyan glanced at her gently and said in a calm voice, "The third brother has kept everything to himself since he was a child, but he is not so crazy as to send you to the hands of a murderer. This time, forcing you to get married should also be the intention of Wen Qing and the old man."

As the words fell, the room fell into silence, with only the sound of paper tearing.

What Lin Zhiyi was tearing apart was his own heart.

But so what?

"Uncle, what next?" she suddenly asked back.

"What?" Gong Shiyan was stunned.

"If there is no next step, why should we continue? Everyone will suffer."

Lin Zhiyi crumpled the tissue in her hand and threw it into the trash can.

Then he smiled at Gong Shiyan with relief.

"Uncle, I don't remember anything. I think I should start a new life. I deserve a better life."

Gong Shiyan hesitated to speak, and finally smiled and shook his head.

"Okay." He hesitated for a few seconds and then said, "Zhiyi, since you have made up your mind, I will not persuade you. However, perhaps accepting a new beginning will be good for you... and others."

Lin Zhiyi grabbed the quilt tightly, and she already understood what Gong Shiyan meant.

Let yourself give up, and let others give up too.

"I see."

Lin Zhiyi smiled faintly, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door and a slender figure stood at the door.