Chapter 206 - 206: A Contest Between Men

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Lin Gantang’s words were unpleasant. Fu Qin’s expression changed. She could not maintain her smile. “Mingzhuo left his clothes at the class reunion. 1 saw it and brought it to return it to him.”

There were too many people at the party and it had not been suitable to have a heart-to-heart talk. After everyone dispersed, Mr. Lin left quickly and Fu Qin did not manage to catch up to him. She got the clothes and it was as though she had gotten an opportunity, so she went to the Lin residence to wait. Unfortunately, Mr. Lin had not gone home directly, so Fu Qin met Lin Gantang instead.

The clothes in Fu Qin’s hands were indeed Lin Mingzhuo’s. Lin Gantang recognized them. She asked Xiaofu to go and get the coat. She said icily, “Thank you.”

“Wait!” Fu Qin hurriedly blocked the door as it begun to close.

“Is there anything else?”

Fu Qin felt inexplicably nervous under Lin Gantang’s cold gaze. She thought that Lin Gantang was not as gullible as when she was young.

“It’s nothing. 1 just got along very well with your dad during the gathering. We were supposed to arrange a time to meet again, but it’s good that you’re here. Why don’t we have dinner together when the time comes?” Fu Qin smiled. Her words and expressions inadvertently revealed her closeness to Mr. Lin, which really made the imagination run wild.

It was just like how she misled everyone when Lin Gantang’s mother had been seriously ill.

“Same old trick again? Do you think I’m still twelve years old?” Lin Gantang’s expression turned even colder. “Fu Qin, you ran away quickly back then. 1 wasn’t fully grown yet, so I couldn’t stand your whims. Now, you want to deliver yourself to me and be taught a lesson?”

The hostility in her eyes was too real, like ice cubes. Fu Qin couldn’t help but shiver and stop talking.

A person walked over from the side of the road and looked straight in their direction. Fu Qin had a guilty conscience and could not stand the scrutiny of others. She picked up her bag and turned around to leave.

Gu Hejun turned around to look at Fu Qin before walking to Lin Gantang’s side.

“Aren’t you cold standing here in this ice and snow?” he asked.

“What are you doing here?” Lin Gantang turned her gaze from Fu Qin and asked.

“Your dad is at my house. 1 happen to be free, so he asked me to come over and get a set of chess pieces,” Gu Hejun said. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“So my dad went to your place. I thought he went somewhere with his high school classmates. Where’s your chess set?” Lin Gantang asked as she let him in.

“It was spoiled by my relative’s naughty child and I didn’t have time to buy a new set.”

The house was very warm. Lin Gantang asked Xiaofu to come in. There was no need to shovel the snow outside. Who knew how long it would continue to snow?

“Have a seat. I’ll get it for you,” Lin Gantang casually said and went to take Mr. Lin’s chessboard.

Gu Hejun looked at her and teased. “Speaking of which, this is the first time you’ve greeted me in so many years. Why haven’t I seen you so polite before?”

Lin Gantang wanted to roll her eyes at him. “Sit if you like. If you don’t want to sit, you can stand.”

Gu Hejun laughed loudly.

The phone rang. Lin Gantang took it out and saw that it was Wen Yanqing. She picked up the call and heard that he was outside the door, asking her to open it.

Lin Gantang was overjoyed and immediately ran out.

The moment Wen Yanqing came in with the cat cage, he saw a handsome young man sitting casually in the living room.

Wen Yanqing met the other party’s brilliant almond-shaped eyes.

“Aren’t you going to introduce me to this guest?” he asked Lin Gantang as he set down the cage and loosened his scarf.

“His name is Gu Hejun. He’s our neighbor, staying not too far from us. He returned to the country two days ago.” Lin Gantang took his scarf and said to Gu Hejun, “Hejun, this is my boyfriend, Wen Yanqing.”

Gu Hejun raised his eyebrows. “You still called me brother when we were young. Are you distant from me now?”

Wen Yanqing chuckled. “Darling,” he said to Lin Gantang, “why don’t you pour a glass of water for the guest?”

Like the host, he turned around and poured a glass of water. He placed it in front of Gu Hejun on the coffee table and smiled. “I didn’t serve you well. Please don’t take offense, Mr. Gu..”