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Lin Gantang got up with him.

She remembered that Wen Yanqing was completely blind and took extra care of him more than ever before.

In the dining room, Lin Gantang served him a bowl of porridge, only placing it beside his hand after testing the temperature to ensure it was just right.

Wen Yanqing lowered his head to eat.

“Would you like an egg?” Lin Gantang was peeling an egg for herself.

Wen Yanqing said he would, so she fed him a mouthful of the egg she was holding.

While they were eating, Wen Rendong returned and, seeing the two of them, he sat down and instructed the servant to set an extra place for him.

Wen Rendong originally wanted to ask what had happened to them yesterday, but now seeing Lin Gantang carefully wiping Wen Yanqing’s mouth and the two of them sharing an egg, it seemed as if nothing was different from before.

Thinking it over, he decided not to ask and optimistically thought that, well, who doesn’t quarrel a bit in love? They would get over it after some adjustments.

As Wen Rendong sat down next to Wen Yanqing, the scent of his cologne made Wen Yanqing frown, “Where did you go last night?”

“I went out yesterday and stayed over at a friend’s place because it got too late,” Wen Rendong said.

Friend? Wen Yanqing huffed.

Wen Rendong knew his poor excuse had been seen through by Wen Yanqing, and in front of his son and future daughter-in-law, he felt somewhat uneasy, so he changed the subject, “The tickets I gave you two last night, go listen when you’re free. You’re not too busy these days anyway.”

Wen Yanqing slowly ate his porridge and said, “Couldn’t pick up anyone, so you thought it’d be a waste just to throw them away, so you gave them to Tangtang and me?”

Wen Rendong choked.

It seemed he had hit the mark, and Wen Yanqing said indifferently, “There’s a bit of a problem with the wound on my head. Just letting you know, so you’re prepared.”

Wen Rendong’s brow furrowed, a bad premonition stirring in his heart, “What problem?”

Wen Yanqing explained the actual situation, and Wen Rendong’s expression grew more severe.

After breakfast, Wen Yanqing, ignoring the now silent Wen Rendong, went for a walk in the courtyard with Lin Gantang’s company.

The morning sunlight was gently warm, the breeze was soft and refreshing, and his chaotic, burning heart stretched out a bit under the sun, finding some ease.

Today, as usual, Yi Qian came over, but Wen Yanqing was still upstairs. In the courtyard, as Lin Gantang cut flowers, she saw Yi Qian, called out to him and asked, “The day I left for H City, were you and Yanqing really meeting a client?”

Yi Qian’s scalp tensed; hadn’t this matter blown over yet? Covering for the CEO really wasn’t easy.

“Yes,” Yi Qian clenched his response, “I’ve been coming over these past two days to report on the related projects to the CEO.”

Lin Gantang: “Hah.”

Yi Qian: That hah makes my scalp tingle.

Lin Gantang knew then; Yi Qian’s mouth was truly sealed tight, worthy of being President Wen’s man. In the future, if Wen Yanqing had anything to hide from her, she definitely couldn’t trust Yi Qian again.

The two of them conspiring to deceive her, hmph.

Lin Gantang glared at Yi Qian, “Go upstairs, Yanqing is in the study.”

Yi Qian quickly made himself scarce.

While Wen Yanqing was busy, Lin Gantang planned to visit the house by the Yuanshui River to pick up a few things.

Lin Gantang thought, to give him more confidence that they could be together, even if the future was unpredictable. She wanted to give him evidence of her love for him.

After Lin Gantang left, Wen Rendong sat on the sofa, smoking two cigars, something he hadn’t done in a long time. His brow furrowed with heavy thoughts.

He waited until Yi Qian left before entering the study. Seeing Wen Yanqing groping his way forward, his heart sank.

“Is your injury really as serious as you say it is?” Wen Rendong took a puff of smoke.

Wen Yanqing nodded.

“You’re my only son,” Wen Rendong said pensively, “Have a child. Leave an heir for the Wen family..”