After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Lin Gantang brought the cats back one after another and gave red envelopes to the employees in the shop. They went home for the holiday to celebrate the Spring Festival.

The cats adapted well at home. Wen Yanqing had brought the tabby home; Jiang Tongtong was overjoyed to see so many cats every day.

The household was peaceful and joyful. Lin Gantang thought of Che Qin, who was alone, and bought a pile of items to visit her.

Che Qin’s rental house was calm and quiet. When Lin Gantang arrived, she was drawing, and the hems of her clothes and the back of her hands were stained with paint.

She was in a good state of mind and was delighted to see Lin Gantang. “You’re here so soon?”

“Yes, I brought you new paint and drawing paper. There’s also some food. I’ve tasted it before, and it tastes pretty good.” Lin Gantang smiled and passed the items to her.

“Sorry to trouble you again. I can go out and buy it myself.” Che Qin was a little embarrassed.

“It’s fine. I’m done at the bookstore, so I wanted to come over and chat with you.”

“It’s not even New Year’s Eve yet, and you’re already on vacation?” Che Qin was surprised.

Lin Gantang shrugged indifferently. “It’s not a big deal. It’s just a few days.”

“I’m moved to see such a casual and easy-going boss like you. You’re really not afraid of losing money. The rent for that area is quite high, right?” Che Qin smiled.

“I won’t lose anything. I earned a little this year. Perhaps I don’t have any great ambitions and don’t want to tire myself out,” Lin Gantang said nonchalantly. “Besides, it’s not easy all year round. Let the employees go home early to have their reunion.”

“You’re making me envious. The boss of my training class used to want me to work overtime every day, and the overtime pay was low.” Che Qin couldn’t help but complain.

When Che Qin first came into contact with Zhang Rongqing’s circle, she used to be very envious of those rich people. Now, after a long time, she had become more open-minded. If she had the ability, she would become rich herself, or marry a rich person. She could have it rightfully. She could not be envious of other people’s things.

Especially since Lin Gantang had helped her time and time again, she was grateful and did not have any thoughts that she should not have.

Lin Gantang saw many completed paintings in the room. They were colorful and eye-catching. She praised, “They’re so beautiful. Are these all oil paintings?”

“Yes, I’ve been practicing oil painting recently.” When talking about what she was good at, Che Qin’s mood greatly relaxed. “It’s not that good. They’re all paintings I did for practice. They’re still far from others’ standards.”

“I think this one is very good.” Lin Gantang admired the sunflowers on the easel.

The sunflowers in the painting were either buds or in full bloom and came in all shapes and sizes. The golden petals gave people a warm feeling. The thick strokes gave the painting a sculptural feeling. The dazzling yellow color filled the entire painting. It was gorgeous and colorful, yet harmonious and delicate.

It was as if it was not just a plant, but a living being with a soul and passion, giving off a bright and strong feeling of hope.

Lin Gantang thought to herself that Che Qin must also be a person who was motivated and passionate about life. Otherwise, how could her paintings be so beautiful?

Lin Gantang had checked with Che Qin’s attending doctor two days ago – the doctor said that she had a strong desire to quit her drug addiction and that she had done very well in all the areas that required treatment.

The doctor was very sure of Che Qin. He felt that her will was stronger than many people who were also addicted to drugs, and he believed that she was not far from completely quitting.

Lin Gantang looked at the paintings in the room and Che Qin’s sparkling eyes and felt that it was a pity.

If she hadn’t grown up in such an environment and met someone like Zhang Rongqing, perhaps Che Qin’s future would have been even brighter.

“Have you ever thought of selling your paintings?” Lin Gantang asked, pointing at the sunflower..