mtl008 Chapter 93 Nothing Goes Well
Chapter 93 Nothing Goes Well
The car had just arrived at the foot of the apartment building and had not yet stopped when Gong Chen's cell phone rang.
Lin Zhiyi heard the voice and took a look, and it was indeed Song Wanqiu.
The director and the security guards failed to succeed, and Song Wanqiu could no longer sit still.
No one would believe me if I said this matter had nothing to do with her.
No, Gong Chenxin.
As soon as he answered the phone, he heard Song Wanqiu's crying voice from the other end.
Lin Zhiyi was sitting near the window and couldn't hear clearly, but she knew that Song Wanqiu's voice sounded as if she had suffered a great injustice.
Gong Chen lowered his voice a little: "Come right over."
The car had just stopped, and Lin Zhiyi didn't want to listen any further, so she quickly opened the door and got out.
Gong Chen reached out and held her back: "I have something to do and won't get off the car. I'll ask the driver to stay and help you move your things."
"Ah."
Lin Zhiyi shook off his hand and got out of the car without looking back.
Gong Chen looked at her back, frowned slightly, and then signaled the driver and Chen Jin to help move things.
Gong Chen left as soon as Lin Zhiyi moved her luggage downstairs of the apartment building.
She tugged at her bag, lowered her head, picked up a box of books and looked at the driver: "Please help me carry it into the elevator."
The driver nodded, and just as he was about to bend down, his cell phone rang.
He took out his cell phone, saw the number and subconsciously blocked it, then walked a few steps and answered the call.
A minute later, the driver came back and looked at Lin Zhiyi with a smile.
"Ms. Lin, you can move these things by yourself. Anyway, you should have done a lot before coming to the Gong family. The Third Master asked me to pick up Mrs. Song."
Mrs. Song?
Yes, how can her affairs be compared with those of the Song family?
She looked at the driver's two faces and said coldly, "Go ahead and tell him that this is boring."
The driver snorted and left.
Lin Zhiyi didn't bother to pay attention to him. She lowered her head, stacked the boxes together and pushed them towards the elevator.
Just as he was about to enter the elevator, there was a hitch between the elevator door and the uneven ground, and the box on the upper level shook and was about to fall over.
She instinctively reached out to take the box, and her palm was scratched by the edge of the box.
The piercing pain made her squat on the ground.
At this time, the elevator next to them opened, and a well-dressed middle-aged woman with a bag came out. When she saw Lin Zhiyi blocking the elevator door, she immediately started cursing.
"I was wondering why the elevator in front of my house wasn't working. It turned out that you were blocking the door. You look so young, but how could you be so poor in manners?"
"Sorry, I'll leave right away."
Lin Zhiyi knew that she was in the wrong, so she ignored the pain in her hand and quickly pushed the box on the ground into the elevator.
The woman stared at Lin Zhiyi as if she was monitoring her. She continued to make sarcastic remarks until she packed her things and got into the elevator.
"It's an upscale residential area after all, why are they letting anyone in?"
"How can you live here at such a young age? You must have done something shameful."
Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips and pressed the button hard to close the elevator door, thus isolating herself from these malicious speculations.
After going upstairs, she moved her things into the house one by one.
Thinking that she still had to sleep at night, she rolled up her sleeves and started to clean the room.
The two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment has a reasonable layout and simple decoration, which is very suitable for office workers like her.
More than two hours later, Lin Zhiyi collapsed on the sofa exhausted, found a comfortable position and took out his mobile phone.
The screen lit up, filled with Gong Chen and Song Wanqiu’s push notifications.
"Song Wanqiu is ill, and the Third Master is caring for her lovingly."
The photo shows Gong Chen hurriedly entering the hospital and hurriedly leaving with Song Wanqiu in his arms.
When Lin Zhiyi looked at this scene again, he was immune to it.
She randomly flipped through two pages, and the comment section was a carnival for Song Wanqiu's fans.
After turning off her phone, she reached out to put it on the coffee table, but her hand was scratched and hit the edge of the table. She curled up on the sofa in pain.
Looking at the slightly red and swollen wound, she felt that nothing she did today was going well, and her eyes felt inexplicably sour.
She buried her face in the cushion, trying to calm herself down.
At this time, the mobile phone rang.
It’s Liu He.
"Zhiyi, how are you today?" Liu He's voice was smiling and meaningful.
"Not very good." Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath.
"That's impossible. Didn't the third brother help you?"
"Mom, doesn't your waist hurt?" Lin Zhiyi said unhappily, "I told you before, don't bring us together again, it's absolutely impossible for us to be together."
"It wasn't me! He said..."
"Mom, don't be like this, it's meaningless." Lin Zhiyi said firmly.
Liu He sighed slightly: "I see. I thought you two could have a good chat."
As Lin Zhiyi's mother, could she not see that Lin Zhiyi was holding her breath and targeting Gong Chen everywhere?
But...that's Gong Chen!
Even his sister-in-law Liu He has to bow her head when she sees him. Can Lin Zhiyi be his opponent?
She was just afraid that Lin Zhiyi and Gong Chen would become enemies because of what happened that night!
Lin Zhiyi knew that Liu He meant well and didn't want to say anything more.
"Mom, I'm tired. I'm going to rest first."
"Ah."
……
Song family.
Qin Shuang helped Song Wanqiu sit down carefully, and glanced at Gong Chen who had an unclear expression on his face opposite him.
She said angrily: "Today's fanatical fans are really terrible. They actually found the apartment. Fortunately, the security guards arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
Song Wanqiu held back tears and said, "Mom, don't talk nonsense. Just think of it as a minor cold."
Qin Shuang sighed and looked at Gong Chen, as if he felt sorry for his daughter.
"Third Master, Wan Qiu did this for you. She knew you had an important collaboration recently and was afraid that being harassed by a fanatical fan would affect you, so she endured it. Who knew that this fan would actually follow you home?"
After she finished speaking, Song Wanqiu leaned against Qin Shuang with tears rolling down her cheeks. Her delicate face turned a light red, which made people feel pity for her.
She wiped her tears silently, waiting for the comfort from the man opposite.
Gong Chen looked at his watch, his eyes darkened, and said coldly: "Then I will ask someone to find that fanatical fan, and when I find him..."
He raised his eyes and looked at the mother and daughter opposite him, with a cold gleam in his eyes. Even though he didn't finish his words, everyone knew what happened to that fan.
The mother and daughter's hearts trembled, and Song Wanqiu had tears in her eyes, not knowing whether she should cry.
No, Gong Chen must not be allowed to find that fan.
After all, she arranged all this.
Song Wanqiu quickly stood up and sat next to Gong Chen, considering the overall situation and said: "Third Master, you said that you value the cooperation with President Yu very much, how can I distract you?"
"If the overseas partner company finds out, they will think that you, the third master of the Gong family, can't even protect your fiancée."
Gong Chen turned his head to look at Song Wanqiu: "You are so patient for me?"
Song Wanqiu smiled shyly: "I am willing to do this. As long as the cooperation with the Third Master goes smoothly, I can endure anything."
Gong Chen slowly stood up and looked down at Song Wanqiu condescendingly.
"Well, since you can endure it so much, then continue to endure it."
Song Wanqiu didn't understand what Gong Chen meant for a moment, but nodded anyway.
"Yes, as long as it's for the good of the Third Master, I'd be happy."
"I've prepared a gift for you, remember to check it."
After saying that, Gong Chen left the Song family.
Song Wanqiu was delighted, and she immediately thought of the mysterious jewelry that Gong Chen had photographed that the reporter mentioned.
It must be for her!
"Mom, Third Master still loves me! He still wants to give me a gift?"
"Yes, yes, I said it long ago, Lin Zhiyi is nothing to be afraid of." Qin Shuang smiled with relief.
The next second, Song Wanqiu's phone rang.
She hurriedly answered the phone. Listening to the voice on the other end, her face turned pale and her hand shook so much that the phone fell to the ground.