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

Chapter 298 I want her to die

downstairs.

Chen Jin didn't expect Gong Chen to calm down so quickly, so she hurriedly got out of the car and walked forward, only to find that he was still holding the documents he had brought up with him.

"Third Master, Miss Lin is unwilling to accept it? But isn't this the school she wants to go to the most?"

"You knew she wanted to go for further studies, so I helped her contact the school right away. It took a lot of persuasion to get her this interview opportunity."

Gong Chen stuffed the document into Chen Jin's arms: "Find a way to tell her, don't let her know that it was arranged by me."

"Third Master..."

Gong Chen didn't say anything and got into the car.

Chen Jin sighed and drove away.

……

Lin Zhiyi received flowers from Sang Li again the next day.

But this time he was obviously much bolder, and the flowers he sent before were just a subtle gesture.

This time it was a big bouquet of Roselle roses.

The pink color brightens up the office a lot.

Lin Zhiyi arranged the flowers, took a selfie holding the flowers and sent it to Sang Li.

"Dear VIP flower shop owner, Mr. Sang, your flowers have been delivered."

"People are more beautiful than flowers."

Faced with Sang Li's directness, Lin Zhiyi couldn't help but want to laugh.

But before she could laugh, she was interrupted by a joke from her colleague.

"Zhiyi, you have nothing to say now, right? These are flowers for lovers."

Lin Zhiyi did not deny it. Just as she was about to explain, someone stood up next to her.

Ye Feifei.

She looked at the flowers in Lin Zhiyi's hand and teased, "Zhiyi, everyone means well. You hesitate every time. Could it be that the people who sent the flowers are not the same man? Good-looking people are different."

This means Lin Zhiyi is messing around.

In fact, Lin Zhiyi never explicitly said that she was taking Sang Li's identity into consideration.

If we can't be lovers, I'm afraid someone will use the flower sending as a gimmick.

Now it seems that she was right not to say anything.

Because many of her colleagues looked at her differently because of what Ye Feifei said.

"Zhiyi, although our company comes into contact with many wealthy people, you must not have any bad intentions." A colleague advised politely.

But the colleagues who flattered Ye Feifei were very blunt.

"I heard that the original wives never show mercy when they beat the mistresses. Don't ask us for help when your hair is pulled and your clothes are stripped."

Ye Feifei snorted and said jokingly, "That's not the case. Nowadays, rich people pay attention to marrying someone of equal status, and the wives they marry are very well-educated. Doing this kind of thing will only dirty your hands, but if you really teach the mistress a lesson, it will definitely make people miserable."

She deliberately emphasized the words "equally matched".

It sounded as if she was already Sang Li's original wife.

Lin Zhiyi was somewhat glad that she had not said before that the flowers were sent by Sang Li, otherwise she didn't know how the story would be framed.

But she would not tolerate Ye Feifei's repeated provocations.

She stroked the flowers gently and asked calmly, "Where's the evidence?"

Ye Feifei was stunned and frowned, "What evidence?"

Lin Zhiyi looked as if she had suddenly realized something. "So you have no evidence at all, yet you dare to accuse me of being a mistress? Do you know how much loss the studio will suffer if these words get to the ears of the clients? So you'd better produce evidence to prove your words right now, otherwise I reserve the right to pursue responsibility."

In an instant, Ye Feifei and those flattering colleagues looked extremely ugly.

Lin Zhiyi picked a flower from the bouquet and put it into Ye Feifei's hand, saying with a smile: "Miss Ye, don't do this in the future. It's as if you have never received flowers. I will give it to you today."

Ye Feifei has been pampered since she was a child and has never suffered such humiliation.

I was so angry that I wanted to crush the flowers in my hands in public.

But she has to save face.

I don't want to be looked down upon by those I look down upon.

So I could only grit my teeth and step hard on my high heels to leave.

Lin Zhiyi ignored her and sat down to work.

Only then did I realize that Sang Li had sent several more messages.

"Why aren't you talking?"

"Are you busy?"

"Actually, I wanted to ask if you are free the day after tomorrow. I have a dinner party and I would like you to accompany me."

After reading the news.

Lin Zhiyi immediately replied, "What dinner?"

"My dad is here. I want to introduce you to him."

Lin Zhiyi was a little flattered. She slid her fingertips back and forth on the screen, but finally deleted the original words.

What Ye Feifei said just now makes sense.

Which rich person doesn’t want to find someone of equal status?

No matter how open-minded Sang Li's father was, he could not accept her background.

Finally, she sent a reply.

"Forget it. I've been busy lately."

"Actually, it's my dad who wants to meet you. After all, my younger sister is getting married, and I, the eldest brother, have been single for many years."

After reading it, Lin Zhiyi was stunned again.

She had thought about many things, but she had never thought that Sang Li would want to marry her.

Still so urgent.

She subconsciously wanted to refuse, but when her fingertips were about to click send, she remembered what Sister Zhou said.

Doesn't she deserve happiness?

Is she just going to be trapped in the vortex?

After thinking for a while, she replied with one word.

"it is good."

staircase.

Ye Feifei was so angry that her hands were shaking as she made the call.

"Boss Wen, I can't wait any longer. Why would someone like Lin Zhiyi compete with me for money? I want her dead!"

On the other end of the phone, Wen Qing knew that Ye Feifei was provoked by Lin Zhiyi.

This is better.

She maintained the tone of an elder and said with concern: "Fei Fei, don't worry, because it's not worth it for her to be angry? I watched Sang Li grow up, and in my heart you and him are the best match. If it weren't for Lin Zhiyi's tricks, how could Sang Li be fascinated by her?"

The words seemed to be soothing, but the more Ye Feifei listened, the angrier she became, and her high heels were almost broken by her steps.

Wen Qing listened to her wheezing and panting, and spread the news appropriately: "By the way, you didn't know that Sang Li's father was here? You don't know how angry he would be if he knew that Sang Li was bewitched by such a vixen."

Ye Feifei's eyes lit up: "Uncle Sang is here? That's great, I must tell him in person who Lin Zhiyi is."

"Wait a minute, we are all adults now, who would still want to make accusations?" Wen Qing stopped him.

"Then what should we do?" Ye Feifei asked back.

"so……"

After hearing Wen Qing's plan, Ye Feifei's mouth curled up.

"Boss Wen, you still have a solution."

"Fei Fei, I don't want Sang Li to be deceived, and I can't bear to see your sincerity being ruined by a woman like Lin Zhiyi."

"Boss Wen, don't worry, I will definitely remember your kindness."

……

Two days later.

Sang Ran took Gong Chen's arm and walked into the huge box.

Today is the two families’ dinner before the wedding, and it is also the first formal meeting between Gong Chen and Sang’s father.

In order to show their hospitality, the Gong family came to the restaurant early in the morning.

After a while, Sang's father came in with the elders of the family.

Mr. Gong led his men forward to greet them.

Father Sang smiled and said, "My dear relatives, I will ask you to take care of Xiao Ran from now on."

The old man's eyebrows relaxed and he praised: "Xiao Ran is such a good girl, Gong Chen is lucky to marry her."

Father Sang nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing her father, Sang Ran's face was full of smiles, and she couldn't wait to pull Gong Chen over.

"Dad, I miss you so much." She threw herself into her father's arms.

Father Sang hugged her and patted her twice: "You are about to get married, but you are still so childish."

After saying that, he raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, unable to hide his admiration for Gong Chen.

Although he felt that his daughter was a fairy and no one was worthy of her, it was indeed a bit too high to be in front of Gong Chen.

It doesn't seem like Sang Ran can control a man like this.

Unless he is willing to be controlled by a woman.

Gong Chen stretched out his hand: "Mr. Sang."

"Still call me sir?" Father Sang said with a smile.

"We haven't gotten married yet, so we can't mess up the etiquette." Gong Chen said calmly.

Father Sang was slightly startled. For a moment, his aura was not enough to suppress Gong Chen, and he even forgot to answer.

At this time, Sang Ran interrupted their greetings and looked around at Sang's father's side.

"Dad, where's my brother?"

"You don't know?" Sang's father asked back.