Yi Xiaowen

【Rebirth + Pseudo Taboo + Age Gap + Chasing Wife Crematorium】
After a wild night with her nominal uncle, Gong Chen, Lin Zhiyi endured eight years of torment.
When she committed suicide holding her daughter's ashes, Gong Chen was throwing a grand birthday party for his white moonlight's son.
Upon opening her eyes again in a new life, she is determined to make Gong Chen pay the price!
In the previous life, she solemnly explained, but Gong Chen accused her of drugging him with ulterior motives. In this life, she publicly distances herself from him!
In the previous life, her creation was plagiarized by the white moonlight, and Gong Chen said she was consumed with jealousy. In this life, she steps on the white moonlight to stand on the award podium!
In the previous life, she was falsely accused of targeting, and Gong Chen shielded the white moonlight. In this life, she fiercely slaps the white moonlight's face!
Gong Chen always thought Lin Zhiyi would continue to love him deeply as before.
But when Lin Zhiyi left without looking back, he was completely panicked.
The high-and-mighty Gong Chen grabbed her with reddened eyes: "Zhiyi, don't abandon me, can you take me with you?"

Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight

Lin Zhiyi's long hair was messily pushed to the front of her forehead and back of her head, with water smeared on her face, which looked pale with a sense of fragmentation. The steam-covered lips resembled freshly washed grapes.


Water droplets flowed down, soaking her hospital gown.


The blue and white striped hospital gown clung tightly to her skin.


In places she couldn't see, her beautiful collarbones were exposed, along with the fullness accentuated by light-colored underwear.


Lin Zhiyi had no idea what had happened, only feeling that the man in front of her was breathing somewhat heavily.


She stepped back, he approached closer.


He was right in front of her, with a domineering gaze that did not bother to conceal itself, like a beast eyeing its prey.


He raised his hand, Lin Zhiyi held her breath, clutching the ring in her hand tightly.


Suddenly, a dry towel landed on top of her head.


Chapter 48 Letting Nature Take Its Course