C11 Chu Mingyao Was Less than Ten Meters away from Her!!

He's actually here? Is he discussing a partnership?

Soong Yiren offered Gong Lingye a smile and a nod. As she was about to slip past him, her foot caught on something, sending her sliding backward uncontrollably!

Startled, she instinctively reached out for the nearest person to steady herself.

Thankfully, she didn't fall. Soong Yiren looked up, only to realize she had grabbed onto the front of Gong Lingye's shirt!

Her breath hitched as she met his cool, penetrating gaze.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to," Soong Yiren quickly explained.

Gong Lingye's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly leaned in, pinning Soong Yiren against the wall.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the corridor, a man was approaching with the intention of speaking to Gong Lingye.

If Soong Yiren had turned around then, she would have seen Chu Mingyao walking toward them!

Chu Mingyao, drawing nearer, noticed a woman in Gong Lingye's embrace.

He paused, curious about who Gong Lingye was holding. After all, Haisheng was looking to collaborate with the Heavenly Palace Group. Gaining personal insights about Gong Lingye might lead to smoother cooperation.

But just then, his phone rang.

Gong Lingye, hearing the noise, instinctively cast a glance in Chu Mingyao's direction.

Chu Mingyao, feeling a bit embarrassed, gave a nod and turned to leave, heading off to take the call.

With Gong Lingye blocking her view, Soong Yiren was completely unaware that the monster responsible for her disfigurement and her family's ruin was mere meters away!

In that moment, all Soong Yiren could focus on was the palpable tension emanating from Gong Lingye, stark and overwhelming.

He squinted, leaning closer, his lips inching toward her ear, his voice sharp as a blade, "Whatever you're planning, don't try those tricks with me. Some prices are too high for you to pay, got it?"

His voice seemed to detonate right beside her ear.

The man was so close, Soong Yiren could distinctly smell his crisp scent, mingled with an overpowering aura of dominance.

Her voice constricted as she spoke, "I understand, Mr. Gong, I apologize."

With a swift release, he turned and strode away.

Back in the lab, Soong Yiren inhaled deeply and dove back into her work.

However, it wasn't long before a stir erupted from the adjoining workroom.

The lab's occupants rose to greet Gong Lingye and Chu Mingyao as they entered together, but Soong Yiren, deeply immersed in her task, failed to notice their presence.

The RA team leader commenced a tour of the lab. Gong Lingye's gaze trailed the leader's, landing on the pair at the experiment table.

Soong Yiren had her long hair pulled back, showcasing a youthful, unadorned face. Her gaze was lowered, fingers deftly dancing over something.

Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating her delicate features as if she were enveloped in its glow.

Her demeanor was earnest, her concentration palpable. A lock of hair slipped and was smoothly tucked behind her ear without missing a beat on the keyboard.

In that moment, Gong Lingye caught his breath.

Why did this girl possess such a facet, and why did her earnestness so strikingly resemble that woman?

She bore an uncanny resemblance to the girl in his memories, the only girl who had ever captured his heart.

Yet three years prior, when he had hastened to her, the news that greeted him was that she had already passed away.

From that point on, no other woman had a place in his heart or by his side.