Chapter 284 - 284: Men’s D*mned Desire to Compare

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

Lin Gantang understood.

She wanted to make amends for her mistake.

If he doesn’t come to me, then I’ll go to him. Lin Gantang automatically hugged him and kissed his face and lips. She kissed every spot she could. She softened her tone and called out, “Brother Yanqing..

“Darling?

“Baby..”

Lin Gantang coquettishly shook him, “Hub-”

Wen Yanqing opened his eyes and looked at her.

Lin Gantang was amused, “-bub.”

Wen Yanqing immediately laughed in anger and pressed her back down. “Be serious.”

Lin Gantang was unwilling and grabbed him like an octopus.

Wen Yanqing sighed. In the end, he kissed her forehead good-naturedly and hugged her.

Lin Gantang laughed secretly in his arms.

When she woke the next day, Lin Gantang did not see Wen Yanqing. She went downstairs to look for him and realized that he was in the kitchen.

Lin Zhaonan came downstairs slowly and walked around the kitchen for a while. Then, he said to Wen Yanqing, “It’s so embarrassing to ask you to make breakfast. Are you still staying here tonight? Why don’t you stay for the next few days?”

Lin Gantang saw through his intentions. “Put your bowl down first. Then, you can say it’s embarrassing.”

It was fine if her boyfriend prepared a meal. He wanted to eat it for a few days? Dream on.

Lin Gantang came in to help and chased Lin Zhaonan away – a culinary novice obstructing the way.

During breakfast, Mr. Lin walked over in high spirits with a red envelope in his hand. Lin Gantang’s eyes lit up.

Mr. Lin gave one to Jiang Tongtong. To be precise, it was for the baby in her tummy.

Then, he passed one to Wen Yanqing with a smile. Wen Yanqing smilingly accepted it. “Thank you, Uncle.”

Lin Gantang looked at him with eager eyes. Mr. Lin finally handed one to her.

Lin Zhaonan didn’t have a share. He merely looked on and said sourly, “You’re already working, yet you still want to get New Year’s money.”

“Yanqing, my brother is talking about you.” Lin Gantang looked at the red envelope without even raising her head.

Lin Zhaonan choked.

Lin Gantang happily opened the red envelope and counted the bills. Then, she took out another red envelope from her pocket.

“Why do you still have another?” Mr. Lin asked.

“Uncle Wen gave it to me on New Year’s Eve.” Lin Gantang opened it with a smile and emptied it of its contents. It was actually a bank card!

Mr. Lin took a closer look. How could he lose this round!

Men’s d*mned desire to compare.

Mr. Lin left the table. When he returned, he gave Wen Yanqing two more red envelopes. “Take them. The password is Gantang’s birthday.”

Lin Gantang immediately turned her head and looked at Wen Yanqing’s red envelope. She was also jealous. “Isn’t the card with my birthday as password prepared for me?”

“Eat your breakfast. Why are you asking so many questions? I’m already so old, and you still have the cheek to eye my money?” Mr. Lin shot back.

“Dad, you’re lacking in safety awareness. How can you use birth dates as a password? I’m just reminding you. I’m your little girl,” Lin Gantang said confidently. “I’m concerned about you.”

“Yes, that’s right. You’re the best.” But I don’t believe you. How could Mr. Lin not know what his little girl was thinking?

He continued to eat his breakfast with relish. It didn’t matter. He would ask Yanqing to make it up later. He reckoned that his little girl was not a lost cause.

Wen Yanqing passed the red packet to Lin Gantang under the dining table; he smiled. “For your safe-keeping?”

Lin Gantang beamed and was instantly happy.

“Are we still going to pay our respects to Uncle and the others this year?” Lin Zhaonan asked when they were almost done eating.

“If they want to come, then come. I’m not going anyway.” Mr. Lin pulled a long face at the mention of the uncles.

Lin Mingbai was secretly scheming. If he didn’t treat him as his brother, why should he bother about him?

“Tongtong and I will be going back to her parents’ place on the second day of the New Year. We won’t be having dinner at home,” Lin Zhaonan said.

Mr. Lin waved his hand. “Make your own arrangements..”