After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

When she entered the living room, Lin Gantang saw a pile of gifts. They must have been gifted by Lin Mingqing.

Jiang Tongtong was asking Butler Lu to pack up the things.

“Did they come here for something just now?” asked Lin Gantang.

“Didn’t they beg Dad to find a good doctor for Jingming’s grandmother?

Jingming’s grandmother is getting better now. They came here today to thank us,” Jiang Tongtong explained.

Lin Gantang remembered. She was there and heard it with her own ears.

“Where’s Dad?” Lin Gantang looked into the room.

“There were two bottles of good wine among the gifts. He secretly went to hide them and asked me not to tell you.”

Lin Gantang thought that it was indeed her dad’s behavior.

The wine had probably already been hidden. Mr. Lin came downstairs and smiled when he saw her and Wen Yanqing.

“Tangtang, you’re here? Come, sit down and chat with Dad.” Mr. Lin went forward enthusiastically and grabbed Wen Yanqing’s arm to pull him away from Lin Gantang.

Lin Gantang looked at Mr. Lin’s hand and wanted to ask, “Dad, are you pulling at the wrong person?”

Your daughter is here.

She was speechless and sat between Wen Yanqing and Mr. Lin.

“Tea or what would you like? Have some orange juice. Freshly squeezed orange juice. Tangtang likes it.” Mr. Lin stood up to get it.

Lin Gantang was a little touched. Her dad knew that she liked orange juice and was ready to serve it. Her father’s love was always silent and comprehensive.

Then, Lin Gantang watched as her dad walked around her and sat beside Wen Yanqing. He placed the orange juice in his hand and smiled kindly. “It’s quite sweet. The orange juice was squeezed especially well today.”

“Thankyou, Uncle.” Wen Yanqing smiled with dimples showing.

Lin Gantang thought to herself, “Jealous, I feel so jealous.”

She knew that as long as she dared to ask, her dad would definitely lecture her on doing things on her own. Lin Gantang silently poured herself a glass.

She saw that her father was chatting with Wen Yanqing. She walked to Jiang Tongtong’s side and asked softly, “Why did Dad call me home for dinner? Is there something the matter?”

“He misses you. He’s been talking about the two of you a few times,” Jiang Tongtong said.

Lin Gantang asked quietly as she drank her orange juice, “Dad won’t go into the kitchen later, will he?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve asked Auntie Zhang in advance. She said that she’ll be responsible for tonight’s dinner,” Jiang Tongtong whispered back.

Lin Gantang heaved a sigh of relief.

Lin Gantang did not pay attention to what Wen Yanqing was saying to her dad. She only saw her dad laughing out loud.

“My brother is in the office?” Lin Gantang asked.

“He’s carrying Xiao An in the garden. It’s not too hot today, so he’s taking the child out for a walk.”

Upon hearing that, Lin Gantang headed towards the small garden.

As soon as she arrived, Lin Gantang smelled the fragrance of roses. The roses in the garden were blooming beautifully, and butterflies flew past them from time to time.

Lin Zhaonan was wearing a casual white T-shirt. He was holding the child in one hand and using a rose to play with Xiao An in the other.

Lin Gantang thought that her brother, who looked like a dad carrying a baby, was quite handsome and took a few more glances at him.

However, Lin Zhaonan noticed her. He walked over and stuffed the child into her arms.” He’ s a little heavy. Auntie will carry you. I’ 11 rest for a while.

“I’ll give you a flower. Take it and play with it.” He handed her the ugly rose with broken branches; only the petals were left.

Lin Gantang felt that the handsomeness she saw earlier must have been an illusion.

Lin Zhaonan left. Lin Gantang stood alone in the small garden facing Little Yi’an. She felt bored after carrying him for a while, so she brought the child into the house.

Little Yi’an, who was full and energetic, was quite strong. His little feet happily kicked around without stopping. Lin Gantang suspected that he wanted to tap dance on her.

She couldn’t handle it.

Lin Gantang placed him in Wen Yanqing’s arms and heaved a sigh of relief. “Please carry him, Uncle. This kid is so solid.”

Mr. Lin sipped his tea leisurely. “Pigs raised on feed grow more meat.”