Chapter 20: The More She Thought About It, the More Tempted She Was

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“No need, I’ve already asked the driver to come up,” Lin Gantang said.

Wen Yanqing silently refused.

Seeing how busy and meticulous he was, Lin Gantang’s heart warmed and her gaze subconsciously chased after him.

Ye Qiuqiu’s words echoed in Lin Gantang’s mind.

“You haven’t even tried to understand him.”

“Because you have a prejudice against him.”

Lin Gantang thought of the words that she said when she had been a jerk.

She stood arrogantly before him. “Wen Yanqing, who do you think you are? You have no money and no power. Are you worthy of me?”

At that time, she actually did not understand the taste of love and had not yet fallen in love with Gu Zhichuan.

Lin Gantang said that she liked someone who was worthy of her, so Wen Yanqing returned to the Wen family that he detested.

When he had the strength to support Shengfang, Lin Gantang said, “I don’t like your personality. I don’t like you being everywhere I go. Stay away from me and maybe I can still think highly of you.”

Hence, Wen Yanqing waited for her from afar. He did not overstep his boundaries, did not act presumptuously, and was modest and restrained.

The only thing Wen Yanqing refused to agree to was to give up on liking her.

Ye Qiuqiu was right.

She was not aware that she was prejudiced against Wen Yanqing, which was why she treated him that way.

Cold-hearted – what was the difference between Gu Zhichuan and her in her previous life?

Lin Gantang watched as he gently helped her father up. Ye Qiuqiu’s words kept repeating in her mind – why start from scratch and get to know Wen Yanqing again?

She thought about it carefully, and the more she thought about it, the more tempted she became.

“What are you standing there in a daze for? Are you going or not?” Mr. Lin’s voice interrupted Lin Gantang’s thoughts.

When Lin Gantang came back to her senses, she realized that her luggage had been taken down by the driver.

Lin Gantang went home.

Mr. Lin didn’t say anything else and only asked someone to move the things into the house.

After Lin Gantang accompanied him for half a month, Lin Mingzhuo forgave her without her doing anything.

This was something that she had not understood in her previous life and had thrown away like worn-out shoes.

This was a father’s love, ordinary and simple, silent and tolerant.

No matter how terrible she was, he was still willing to tolerate her when he turned back.

Even if he was so fierce and enraged before, jabbing his finger at her nose and scolding her.

In that moment, with all the apologies she had for her family after her rebirth, Lin Gantang felt relaxed suddenly.

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Because of the bidding, Gu Zhichuan had been extremely busy.

The North Mountain Villa was his personal property. Whenever he did not want to return to the Gu residence, Gu Zhichuan would stay there.

For some reason, he kept thinking about the North Mountain these past two days.

Lin Gantang wanted to break up with him. She used to come to the North Mountain Villa often and there were many things there that belonged to her.

However, Lin Gantang didn’t say that she wanted to return.

Gu Zhichuan opened the door and saw that a light was turned on inside.

He was dazed for a moment.

In the past, Lin Gantang would always wait there for him to return. When she saw him, her eyes would shine, revealing her delight.

“You’re back?”

Gu Zhichuan looked up and saw Feng Yangyang walking out in an apron. Her straight black hair was tucked behind her ears. She put down some soup with a smile. “Have you eaten? Have a little soup? The weather was hot, so I made a soup to cool off the heat.”

“Why are you here?” Gu Zhichuan frowned.

Feng Yangyang retracted her smile and grabbed her apron helplessly. “I couldn’t get through to your phone, so I had to come here to take a look.”

“I remember I didn’t give you the key. How did you get in?” Gu Zhichuan asked.

“I saw the password, so I tried to enter Sister Ningning’s birthday…” Feng Yangyang said hesitantly.

Gu Zhichuan’s expression gradually turned cold.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have come in without permission.” Feng Yangyang’s eyes were filled with tears; she was on the verge of tears, “But…”

“Go back. Don’t come over in future.” Gu Zhichuan threw his suit onto the sofa.

Feng Yangyang’s lips turned pale and her body swayed.

Worry flashed across Gu Zhichuan’s eyes as he said stiffly, “Forget it, rest for a while. I’ll get the driver to send you back later.”