After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

It seemed as though she was deliberately maintaining a distance to avoid contact, but a closer look at their demeanors suggested that the two were clearly acquainted.

Bei Bei’s eyes widened: “No way, she just got married, and she’s already cheating?”

Everyone was well aware that Tan Huiya and Fang Yanyue had no feelings for each other; she had agreed to marry into the Fang family purely to use it as a support, so her reason for agreeing was now clear to everyone: it was to get back at her half-brother from the same mother.

“But isn’t the speed of putting on the green hat a bit too fast?” Bei Bei was astonished.

Lin Gantang chuckled lightly: “In my memory, Fang Yanyue isn’t exactly a faithful man either.”

Bei Bei was at a loss for words: “Is the Fang family now a green hat manufacturing factory? Knitting hats for each other, countless as they are?”

Lin Gantang saw Tan Huiya, while talking about having fun, couldn’t help but stealthily pinch the other’s hand, then quickly retract it.

“Tan Huiya has some nerve, finding a lover during her honeymoon period?”

Bei Bei said, “You say she’s bold, but she doesn’t even dare to hold his hand openly, probably still afraid of Fang Yanyue finding out?”

Utilizing the Fang family’s resources but not content to stay at home, there’ll be a good show once Fang Yanyue finds out.

Lin Gantang glanced a few times and found it boring, just about to look away, when the two finished talking and walked towards their direction.

Upon turning around, Tan Huiya saw Lin Gantang and Bei Bei not far away, and her face tensed up.

Bei Bei: “Oh wow, she knows she’s been seen.”

Lin Gantang heard the schadenfreude in her voice.

Tan Huiya didn’t know how much they had seen, but turning around and walking away now would make it obvious that she had something to hide, so she put on a stern face to cover up her inner panic and continued forward, steeling herself.

She still maintained a distance of one meter from the man.

Lin Gantang watched as Tan Huiya walked past her.

Tan Huiya pretended to be calm and did it quite well, but the hand tightly gripping her bag strap betrayed her inner turmoil.

A man and a woman walked by one after the other.

“Not even a greeting, must be guilt-ridden,” Bei Bei said.

“Better they don’t, I can’t be bothered to respond,” Lin Gantang said as she picked up her phone to take a few photos of the bookstore’s renovation progress and sent them to Wen Yanqing.

“Do you have a feud with her?” Bei Bei thought for a moment: “Because she is Yin He’s sister and the enemy of your good friend Yin Zhen?”

“A feud?” Lin Gantang snorted lightly: “She wants to pry my man away; you think I can be all smiles with her?”

Bei Bei’s mouth fell open and after a long pause, she said, “She… she likes Wen Yanqing?”

“Not only likes him but also took action, harassing him over and over,” Lin Gantang glanced at the retreating figure of Tan Huiya: “But Yanqing said he taught her a lesson, and now that she’s married, as long as she doesn’t harbor any more crooked thoughts, I can’t be bothered with her. Let’s hope Tan Huiya has really straightened out. Otherwise, hmph.”

Bei Bei clutched her nearly empty milk tea, unconsciously squeezing it: “So that’s it… Mr. Wen is indeed excellent, and there are many admirers of him in C City.”

“Admirers? As long as I, Lin Gantang, am around, they better keep their hands to themselves, or I’ll go straight to their door with a cleaver,” Lin Gantang slammed the bookstore door shut: “If they don’t care about their face, what do they need hands for.”

Lin Gantang spoke with a slight chill in her voice: “Dare to covet my man? I’ll make her understand why the flowers are so red. The Lin family has wealth and power; are we afraid of not dealing with the opponent? Don’t you think so, Bei Bei.”

“Ah yes… of course.”

“Let’s go, let’s check out the place up ahead,” Lin Gantang moved forward two steps: “What are you still standing here for?”

“Ah, right,” Bei Bei quickly followed.