After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

He wanted her.

From the very beginning.

Wen Yanqing pressed her against the table and released the desire that had been trapped inside of him.

Wen Yanqing’s sudden attack caught Lin Gantang off-guard, and in an instant, she lost her reserve.

The smacking sounds made one blush.

His dominance and refusal of being rejected made Lin Gantang’s heart tremble – she had no way to decline.

She was afraid of falling, so she reached out to hold his firm waist. After bathing, his slightly cold skin became hot under her palm.

While panting, Lin Gantang turned her head to avoid his request. “The door isn’t closed…”

Wen Yanqing bit her sensitive earlobe and his breathing became heavy. “Closing the door… Is that enough? What time does Uncle sleep?”

Lin Gantang’s heart raced when she thought of the sudden interruption in their relations in the morning.

“Do you want to take wedding photos with me?” Wen Yanqing closed his eyes slightly and sniffed the faint fragrance on her neck, infatuated. He pecked and kissed her gently, causing her snow-white skin to bloom like a beautiful red plum.

Lin Gantang’s face flushed and her tongue was dry from his teasing. “Yes…”

Wen Yanqing moved slightly away from her. “Did you agree because you like me, or did you only agree because your father asked you to?”

Droplets of water dripped from his curly hair onto her neck. It was cold. Lin Gantang looked into his eyes. “Have more confidence in yourself.”

“I get my confidence from you.”

Wen Yanqing pulled her up and held her in his arms. It was as if the kisses had come and gone suddenly.

She heard footsteps coming from outside the room, getting ever closer.

Wen Yanqing recognized Mr. Lin’s footsteps and let go of Lin Gantang.

After a while, Mr. Lin appeared in front of the door. He glanced at the people in the room and placed his hands behind his back. “Yanqing is here too?”

“I came over to get the hairdryer to dry my hair,” Wen Yanqing said.

Mr. Lin looked at his wet hair and was convinced. “Hurry up and dry it. Don’t get a cold. By the way, Gantang, if the pillows and quilts in the guest room aren’t laid out properly, where do you want Yanqing to sleep?”

“Here. Didn’t you urge us to get married and have kids?” Lin Gantang snorted. “Are you going back on your word now?”

“I feel uncomfortable seeing you abuse someone pure and with such integrity like Yanqing right before my eyes.”

Lin Gantang was dumbfounded and hurt.

Mr. Lin ignored her. “Yanqing, come with me. I have something to tell you.”

Lin Gantang watched helplessly as Mr. Lin took her boyfriend away; she was instantly at a loss for words.

As expected, it wouldn’t do whether or not the door was closed. If they wanted to do that… Yes, it was troublesome when parents were at home.

Wen Yanqing followed Mr. Lin to the study. Mr. Lin took out some documents and handed them to him.

“I didn’t intend to tell you, but Zhaonan just told me that two of the company’s core members have resigned.”

“Lin Mingbai is Tangtang’s uncle,” Mr. Lin said. “He doesn’t have a good relationship with my family. Zhaonan found out that he was in close contact with Shengfang’s board of directors, so he conducted this investigation.”

Mr. Lin gestured for him to take a look saying, “Since it’s related to your side, I thought it was better to inform you in advance. I don’t have any other intentions. It’s impossible to guard against the tricks in the business world. I don’t know if they will cause trouble, so I might as well tell you first.”

Wen Yanqing turned the page and frowned slightly.

“Alright, I’m tired too. You can go back to your room to sleep after you’re done. It doesn’t matter if it’s in the next few days. It’s fine as long as we’re mentally prepared.”

Mr. Lin left. Wen Yanqing read through the information without skipping a single word. He memorized the names of the few people and went up to the third floor.

Lin Gantang lay on the bed. She didn’t even draw the curtains when she wanted to sleep. He walked to the window and was about to close them when he saw a black car downstairs, not far in the distance.

There was also a person standing under the sycamore tree, as well as a faint scarlet light, like smoke that was burning.

Wen Yanqing’s calm gaze gradually sharpened..