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

Chapter 96 I can’t?

As soon as Lin Zhiyi entered the room, she found that Shen Yan, who had followed her just now, was gone.

Perhaps because she was afraid of a confrontation with her, Shen Yan simply disappeared.

When everything that is supposed to happen happens, Shen Yan, as her good friend, will come out to pass the blame and beat her to death.

But Shen Yan overlooked one thing. When she was not around, Lin Zhiyi could say whatever he wanted.

Lin Zhiyi smiled politely at Xue Man's husband: "Thank you, but I think I still need to explain."

Xue Man's husband subconsciously glanced at the side and quickly interrupted: "You don't have to explain, I believe you."

It's hard not to make others think of something unpleasant.

"No, I'm not explaining to you, I'm explaining to Mr. Xue. What I'm wearing is... fake." Lin Zhiyi's cheeks were slightly red, and she looked at Xue Man embarrassedly, "Mr. Xue, I'm sorry, I made you misunderstand. I have always admired you, so I would subconsciously imitate your dress. You also know that I'm just an intern and don't have that much money, so I found a substitute."

As she said that, she pulled her collar and found it was unbuttoned.

This brand's washing labels are patented, and ordinary A-grade products cannot produce them.

Lin Zhiyi took advantage of this and picked it up in the bathroom.

Lin Zhiyi said helplessly: "I didn't dare to wear this dress after I bought it, so I kept it in my bag. If the skirt wasn't dirty, I would have no choice but to wear it."

Her words immediately eased the tense atmosphere.

If she really wanted to provoke Xue Man, how could she admit that she was wearing fake goods?

She is just a little fan who adores Sherman to the extreme.

This invisibly elevated Xueman's status.

Xue Man's face looked much better than before.

"If you really like the way I dress, just come to me." Xue Man's tone was doting, calm and generous, enough to make everyone feel good about her.

Lin Zhiyi apologized, "I won't do that again. A-grade goods are A-grade goods. This size of clothing is obviously wrong. I won't dare to buy it again."

As he was speaking, Chen Huan walked out quickly.

"It doesn't look like fake to me. Did you remove the washing label on purpose?"

Lin Zhiyi was waiting for her to say this, and asked back: "Chen Huan, have you ever bought this brand? How do you know it doesn't look like it?"

Chen Huan was startled and stammered, "I, I don't have it, but if you say it's an A-grade product, you have to have evidence, right?"

"Okay, let me show you the evidence."

Lin Zhiyi opened her phone and saw information about purchasing fake goods.

I have to thank Liu He for this.

Before marrying Gong Shiyan, Liu He was a salesgirl in a luxury goods store. She knew many people who sold fake goods.

They would ask the salesgirls for product details and then make custom orders for them, all in exchange for a small commission.

Those who sell fake products can not only create substitutes, but also forge shopping information.

With just one sentence from Liu He, the other party created a perfect purchasing information for her.

After checking, Lin Zhiyi asked innocently, "Anything else you want to ask?"

Chen Huan was speechless.

Lin Zhiyi looked at Song Wanqiu again: "Ms. Song, happy birthday. There's no need to disturb everyone's elegance with such a small matter."

Song Wanqiu tried hard to maintain a smile on her face and said, "Don't worry, everyone. Just continue."

Then, she deliberately took Gong Chen's arm in front of Lin Zhiyi.

"Third Master, the cake will be cut soon, let's go get ready."

"Ah."

When the deep voice sounded, Lin Zhiyi was looking down at the shoe surface. A domineering and gloomy gaze fell on her and lasted for a long time before dissipating.

Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a man came over with a glass of wine.

"Ms. Lin, would you please do me the honor of..."

"Sorry, I'm busy."

The man gentlemanly left, but soon another man came over.

"Ms. Lin, I wonder when you'll be free..."

"Sorry, I'm busy right now."

"Ms. Lin..."

"Do not."

When Lin Zhiyi was rejecting the seventh man, Shen Yan suddenly called.

"Zhiyi, why do you say the clothes are fake?"

"The clothes you bought are the same as Ms. Xue's. What if Ms. Xue thinks you are dissatisfied with her? That's why I said it was fake. I'm helping you. If you don't want to, let's go and explain it to Ms. Xue now."

Lin Zhiyi knew that Shen Yan didn't dare.

Sure enough, Shen Yan was silent for a few seconds, then changed the topic and said, "Zhiyi, my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. Can you go to the front desk to get some medicine and bring it to Lounge No. 6?"

"Okay, wait for me."

"Well, hurry up, I feel really uncomfortable." Shen Yan urged.

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyi turned and walked out of the banquet hall.

……

the other side.

While Song Wanqiu was talking to her friend, Mr. Yu walked slowly to Gong Chen.

She raised her glass and said, "Everyone has left, why don't you chase them? Aren't you afraid of something happening?"

Gong Chen took a sip of wine: "She's not that stupid."

Mr. Yu chuckled: "Then why did Mr. San almost crush his wine glass when he saw her being hit on just now?"

"No."

Mr. Yu was used to this man's stubbornness, so he changed the subject and said, "I have already passed on the news that you are helping Song Wanqiu to host a birthday party. This has also calmed down the previous rumors. If nothing unexpected happens, we can sign the contract when the people arrive."

"Ah."

Gong Chen put down his wine glass, gave President Yu a look, turned around and disappeared in the banquet hall.

After Song Wanqiu noticed it, she immediately walked over but was stopped by Mr. Yu.

"Boss Yu, where is the Third Master?"

"Toilet, you want to go too?" Mr. Yu said with a faint smile, "Miss Song, it's more trouble than gain if you spy on men like this."

"Mr. Yu, you're joking. You don't have a man, so you don't understand the fun that the Third Master and I have." Song Wanqiu still did not forget to be sarcastic.

President Yu burst out laughing: "Then let's wait and see."

After saying that, she walked past Song Wanqiu and left.

……

Lin Zhiyi walked to the door of lounge No. 6. She stared at the numbers on it and, when no one was paying attention, swapped the two sets of numbers on the opposite door.

As she started to leave, an arm wrapped around her waist and led her into the next room.

By the time she reacted, she was already pressed against the door by the man.

Lin Zhiyi saw the person in front of her clearly and became angry. She struggled hard.

"Uncle, are you crazy? This is your fiancée's birthday party!"

"Yeah." Gong Chen lowered his eyes and stared at her, with inexplicable emotions flowing in his eyes, "So what? Those men can get close to you, but I can't? Didn't you start it between us?"

As he spoke, Lin Zhiyi smelled alcohol. She looked at her wrist that had turned red from being pinched by him and was no longer able to struggle.

She said patiently, "Uncle, you are drunk. And I rejected them."

Hearing this, Gong Chen's clenched hands suddenly loosened, and his fingertips caressed her arm. His hot palms ironed her skin, causing her to shiver slightly.

He lowered his head, and his hot breath fell on Lin Zhiyi's face, making her feel hot and uneasy.

"Then consider me drunk."

"Uncle... Yeah."

He suddenly touched Lin Zhiyi's waist and rubbed it gently through the thin silk. She was at a loss and made a shameful sound.

"Now your mouth only says things that make me angry, you should use it for other purposes." Gong Chen laughed softly, his voice becoming hoarse.

"..."

Gong Chen leaned over and kissed her.

The room without air conditioning in late autumn should have been filled with coolness, but Lin Zhiyi felt that the air he exhaled was hot and sticky.

She pushed the man in front of her hard, but he didn't even frown.

He even used his other hand to fan the flames of her.

Instead, she struggled and broke into a sweat.

He trapped her and said with interest, "It's wet."

Lin Zhiyi bit her lip in shame and anger.

"I said clothes, take them off."

Without waiting for her to struggle, he unzipped her cheongsam and put his hands on her smooth back.

"you……"

"Shh." He spoke almost against her lips.

There were footsteps outside the door.

but!

His hands haven't stopped yet!