After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

If Gu Zhichuan had not shown a moment of weakness, Wen Yanqing would not have had the opportunity to drive the wedge in.

Gu Zhichuan held his breath, refusing to admit defeat so easily. “Does Gantang know that you’re doing this?”

“She doesn’t need to know. Even if she did, do you think she would help you?” Wen Yanqing retorted.

Every word hit the nail on its head. Indeed, Gu Zhichuan was unsure whether Lin Gantang would help him. Wen Yanqing was like a feral wolf guarding his territory; he would suffer if he tried to encroach on it.

“You’re ridiculous. You don’t even have the confidence to compete with me directly,” Gu Zhichuan gritted out.

“You don’t have to waste your breath provoking me.” Wen Yanqing saw through Gu Zhichuan’s trick at a glance. “You’ve already lost; you’re just looking for excuses to justify your shamelessness. If you actually have a bottom line, you’d know when to walk away.”

“Tangtang is still waiting for me upstairs.” Wen Yanqing sneered. “I don’t want to waste my breath on you. Don’t even think about interfering with our relationship any further.”

“Take this necklace, for instance.” Wen Yanqing fished out the platinum necklace with a diamond-studded cupid. “So what if she used to love this? It’s in my hands now.”

He released his hold on the necklace, allowing it to fall. It slipped through the small hole of the drain cover and slid into the sewers. “She probably doesn’t even remember that I was holding on to this necklace. I’ve been carrying it with me all this while, just for this moment. What you think is important is meaningless.”

“You!” Gu Zhichuan’s face darkened as he watched the necklace disappear from his sight.

“Perhaps you should pick it up. If you go down now, you might still be able to find it,” Wen Yanqing mocked.

Gu Zhichuan gritted his teeth, barely suppressing a snarl.

“It’s trash, just like you.” Wen Yanqing smirked, looking down on Gu Zhichuan.

Gu Zhichuan’s fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles popped.

“Ha. Haha…!” Gu Zhichuan laughed, an awful, angry sound. “Gantang thinks you’re so nice. Aren’t you afraid she’ll discover your true face?”

“What’s there to be afraid of? It’s not like I’m going to stop treating her well,” Wen Yanqing brushed aside the threat, quipping sarcastically, “As for you now… What reason do I have to treat you nicely?”

If looks could kill, Gu Zhichuan would have turned Wen Yanqing into a pincushion with the force of his stare alone.

“Ta-ta. Let’s meet each other head-on in the business world if you’re still unwilling to move on.” Wen Yanqing slipped his hands into his pockets and chuckled. “I’m off to bed. You should head home yourself; the Gu Corporation isn’t going to get out of this mess without you being at your best. I can’t wait to see how you turn the tide and save your company.”

Wen Yanqing spun on his heels and left. Gu Zhichuan ground his teeth and punched a nearby tree, venting his anger.

Wen Yanqing turned around and smiled.

That smarmy look was enough to turn Gu Zhichuan’s expression into the color of coal.

When Wen Yanqing returned home, Lin Gantang was refilling the cat’s food and water dispenser, the tabby cat swatting her hair playfully.

Wen Yanqing stood still, enjoying the beautiful scene.

Gu Zhichuan’s daydream had gone too far. How could he give up the feelings he felt for Tangtang, these feelings he had worked so hard to cultivate?

“Chi.”

“What is it?” Lin Gantang turned when she heard Wen Yanqing. “So what did Gu Zhichuan want?”

Lin Gantang tucked a loose strand behind her ear and picked up the tabby cat. Annoyed that it had not stopped bugging her, she gave it a small ham sausage.

Big Mi immediately grew tame in her arms.

“Are you worried about him?” Wen Yanqing asked.

‘I’m more worried about you. He didn’t say anything unpleasant, did he?” Lin Gantang asked as she went to wash her hands.

“He said that I’m not a good person.” Wen Yanqing followed behind her.

“Hmm? Why would he say that?” Lin Gantang gasped in surprise. “Who could be sweeter than you?”

“Yeah, maybe his eyes aren’t working properly.” Wen Yanqing leaned against the wall, eyeing her.

“There’s something wrong with him. You should minimize your future interactions with him,” Lin Gantang urged.

Wen Yanqing nodded obediently and sighed. “That’s right. Someone like him is far too scary for my liking..”