Chapter 517: Chapter 517: Miss Chu’s Skin Itches

Zhou Zhao said darkly, “You’re giving up just like that? What if someone wants to know about what happened between the young master and Miss Lin three years ago? Or if someone asks about your relationship with the young master? How will you answer?”

Suddenly, a deathly silence filled the room.

Sipping tea, Sang Li paused, his eyes slightly closing, exuding a chilling coldness.

Chu Yin weakly slapped Zhou Zhao’s hand, stammering, “What else…how else to answer? Of course, tell the truth, sugar daddy!”

“Chu Yin.” Zhou Zhao still exerted force with his hand.

“Otherwise? What else could it be… Daddy? It depends on the situation.” Chu Yin responded.

“Cough, cough…”

Liao Yi, who was holding her breath, choked on her own breath after hearing Chu Yin’s words.

“Sorry, carry on.”

Sang Li put down the teacup, “Zhou Zhao, let her go, she won’t talk.”

Zhou Zhao released his hand.

Chu Yin slumped to the ground, coughing continuously, muttering, “How do you know I won’t talk? Really short of money at someone else’s beck and call.”

“Chu Yin, you’re swearing again.” Sang Li reminded.

“…”

Seriously.

Whoever said a goldfinch only needed to lay around?

Chen Jin pulled Zhou Zhao over, checking the time, “Take a fifteen-minute break.”

Lin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, propped herself up, and walked over to Gong Chen and Xingxing.

Gong Chen handed over some water, “How are you?”

“I’m okay.”

Lin Zhiyi drank some water.

Just as Sang Li went outside to take a call, she hurried over to Gong Chen.

“What’s going on between Chu Yin and Mr. Sang?”

“Is it hard to guess? Sugar daddy and sparrow.” Gong Chen replied directly.

“What sparrow? It’s called a goldfinch.”

“For every word Sang Li says, she wants to say ten. Who keeps a noisy goldfinch like that? If not a sparrow, then what?”

A bit lost for words.

But Lin Zhiyi thought the relationship between Sang Li and Chu Yin didn’t seem like that.

The Sang family’s rules are quite strict; they wouldn’t do such things.

She looked at Gong Chen puzzledly.

Gong Chen said, “Back then, I was also deceived by Chu Yin’s acting. She imitated you very convincingly, standing by Sang Li while overseas to cover for you. What really happened between them, I don’t know.”

“But Chu Yin is already entangled in this. If we ignore her, I guess someone will approach her soon. Sang Li isn’t the type to abandon someone to their fate after using them.”

Speaking of acting, Lin Zhiyi recalled the role Chu Yin played as that straight black-haired woman.

Deeply immersive.

If she hadn’t exposed herself, everyone would’ve believed she liked Gong Chen.

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi looked over at Chu Yin who was sitting alone on a cushion.

She clutched her elbow, lost in thought.

Chu Yin’s looks and her words were worlds apart.

Pure and beautiful.

The type of white moonlight you’d instantly adore during your school days.

However…

No wonder white moonlights can only live in memories.

Once Chu Yin opens her mouth, like bamboo, straight and green.

Blurt everything out.

But Lin Zhiyi could tell at least eight out of ten things Chu Yin said were lies.

Everyone has their own survival strategies; it’s not her place to intervene.

Thinking this, Lin Zhiyi stood and walked over to Chu Yin.

Chu Yin looked up at her, smiling, “Miss Lin, what’s up?”

“Where are you hurt? I brought iodophor swabs and band-aids.”

Lin Zhiyi opened her palm, revealing the swabs and band-aids inside.

Chu Yin was stunned for a moment, “I’m not hurt, no need.”

Lin Zhiyi squatted down and pulled up her sleeve, revealing a large scrape.

“Assistant Zhou really doesn’t know how to be gentle.”

“If he got a chance, he’d strangle me. Then he wouldn’t have to worry about me defiling his young master.” Chu Yin went to pull her sleeve down.

“Assistant Zhou isn’t that kind of person. If he really targeted you, your neck would have at least five finger marks on it. Looking at you now, all white and clean, he’s all bark and no bite. Don’t move, let me take care of it for you.”

“No need.”

Chu Yin seemed sulky, her face scrunched up.

Lin Zhiyi grabbed her hand, applied some iodophor, blew it dry, then put on the band-aid.

Chu Yin bit her lip, curious, “How do you know I’m hurt?”

“I saw you sitting here holding your arm, so I guessed you must have been hurt.” Lin Zhiyi explained.

During the conversation, Chu Yin looked sideways at Lin Zhiyi.

“You are really good-looking, no wonder they all like you.”

“Shh, if you say that, I’m done for.”

Lin Zhiyi instinctively looked over at Gong Chen.

Chu Yin laughed, “You two are quite interesting, what a pity, Mr. Sang actually really likes you.”

“There are some things I can’t explain, but I know any woman whom Mr. Sang fancies would be lucky.”

Lin Zhiyi patted Chu Yin’s hand.

Chu Yin’s hand stiffened, she said nothing.

A moment later, she asked softly, “Has something happened? Why am I also dragged into learning some self-defense skills?”

Lin Zhiyi couldn’t quite answer either, but with Sang Li and Gong Chen arranging this, there must be a reason.

“Just think of it as keeping fit, might come in handy someday.”

“Okay then.”

Just as the words fell, Liao Yi and Li Huan came over carrying bags of bread.

“This place definitely lives up to being the aristocrat district’s business circle, these several pieces of bread cost me five hundred! Next time let those two big bosses buy them for you, don’t waste my salary.”

Li Huan painfully distributed the bread.

As it happened, Lin Zhiyi was a little hungry too, so she opened a piece of bread and began to eat.

Chu Yin said thank you, picked one small dry piece of bread, and started eating.

In comparison, Liao Yi looked at his own giant bread.

“Can you manage with just a few bites of that little thing?”

“I’m dieting, there’s an event coming up.” Chu Yin replied.

Liao Yi immediately split his bread in half and set it aside.

Li Huan leaned against a cushion, took a bite of bread, and started chatting.

“Miss Chu, Zhou Zhao said you’re an actress, what have you acted in?”

“A lot! Recently, I’ve been in the heavily aired Commander’s ninety-ninth concubine.” Chu Yin said, stuffing a piece of bread.

“How many? Ninety-nine? That doesn’t make sense. Based on normal male needs, such a show… shouldn’t last past ten episodes.”

Li Huan almost choked on the bread.

Chu Yin laughed, “Most of the earlier ones died off, and only nine were left in the end.”

“A jinx for wives. But at least you’re a main character.”

“No, I played the ninety-eighth.”

“Then it must still be an important supporting role.” Li Huan said in all seriousness.

Liao Yi and Lin Zhiyi nodded.

Although they didn’t watch much TV drama either, usually the names closest to the female lead’s are those with major roles causing trouble.

Chu Yin took out her phone to play a scene clip.

Li Huan searched around, “Where is it?”

Chu Yin pointed to an area near the border behind the male lead, “Here it is.”

“If you hadn’t said anything, I would’ve thought it was a tree.”

“…”

The next second, a scream of “ah” echoed out from the phone.

Li Huan swallowed the last bit of his bread, “You came out for ten seconds and were beaten into a sieve?”

Chu Yin pouted, “That scream took skill, plus I saved the Commander, I’ll appear more later.”

“Appear where? I get it, in the subtitles.”

“Ah! Doctor Li, you don’t have a girlfriend, right? With a mouth like yours, you’ll definitely find someone even more cutting in the future.”

“Are you cursing me? Zhou Zhao! Hurry over here! Miss Chu’s skin is itching!”

Lin Zhiyi, caught between the two, raised her hand to mediate.

“Wait a minute…”

Looking at the lively group, she joined in the fun too.