Chapter 51 - 51: Shall We Go and See Her Together?

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

In Lin family, Mr. Lin put down his teacup and donned his reading glasses to see who was looking for him.

That Le family bastard still hadn’t given up, he came looking for him again.

“Why haven’t 1 heard any news of you going out to have fun lately? How about going dancing at Tuck’s Bar tonight? (Getting high.jpg)” Mr. Lin had been about to give Lin Gantang’s WeChat ID to this foolish kid, but when he saw the new message, he was taken aback. My daughter had just calmed down for two days, and now you dare to invite her to a rowdy bar?

Mr. Lin’s expression changed as he asked, “Is the plan ready?”

The other party immediately fell silent.

Seeing that Lin Gantang had returned, Mr. Lin set his phone aside. “The fruits you ordered have arrived. They’re in the fridge.”

Lin Gantang washed her hands and went to retrieve the fruits from the fridge.

“What’s going on with that kid Le Yu? He keeps looking for you, yet he’s adding me on WeChat.” Mr. Lin inquired.

Because I gave him your ID. Lin Gantang suppressed a smile as she peeled the mango. “What did he say?”

“He’s always asking you to go out and play, without any sense of career ambition.” While Mr. Lin was complaining, he couldn’t help but think that he couldn’t control someone else’s child.

After Lin Gantang finished eating the fruit, she sat with her father for a while. The night had fallen, so she returned to her room.

On the table lay some documents she had sorted and researched. After taking a shower, she came out, picked up the documents, and planned to ask her father about the feasibility of what was inside.

The study door was open, but her father was nowhere to be seen.

Lin Gantang walked in and saw a book of poetry in front of Mr. Lin’s usual seat. He was reading the book, “National Style, Zhou Nan”.

The book was a bit old, with worn edges from frequent handling.

“This was your mother’s favorite book,” Mr. Lin said as he entered the room and saw Lin Gantang looking at the poetry.

Lin Gantang’s mother loved reading. Most of the books in the house were ones she had purchased and displayed in the study during her lifetime.

Recalling the past, Mr. Lin said, “Both yours and your brother’s names were inspired by the poetry. Your mother chose them.”

Lin Gantang had never heard her father share these details before. She looked at the picture of her parents on the desk. Her mother’s smile was very gentle.

Mr. Lin knew that his daughter must be missing her mother.

“Back then…” Mr. Lin hesitated. When his wife passed away, his daughter held resentment toward him, and they had gradually grown apart.

He wanted to explain, but he wasn’t sure if bringing up the past would upset Lin Gantang.

Now, Lin Gantang could understand her father’s difficulties. She said with a tinge of guilt, “Dad, I misunderstood you back then. I know you had nothing to do with Fu Qin. You didn’t let Mom down. It was my immaturity that caused me to be angry at you for all these years.”

Her apology brought tears to Mr. Lin’s eyes.

Fu Qin was an old classmate of Mr. Lin’s. They had been in a relationship when they were young, but they later went their separate ways and started their own families.

Lin Mingzhuo married his wife, loved her, and had a son and a daughter.

Fu Qin’s middle-aged marriage had been unhappy, leading to a divorce. TVIr. Lin had recognized her by chance and politely greeted her.

However, Fu Qin had been envious of Mr. Lin’s wealth and influence at the time.

She was crafty and saw that his wife was seriously ill. She visited her under the pretense of revealing her connection with Mr. Lin in front of Lin Gantang’s mother.

Afterward, Lin Gantang “coincidentally” stumbled upon Mr. Lin and Fu Qin together. She believed that his old love had been rekindled and that he had betrayed her mother.

Additionally, on the day Lin Gantang’s mother passed away due to her illness, Mr. Lin hadn’t been able to make it back in time. Lin Gantang had watched her mother die without getting to see her father one last time.

Lin Gantang had held resentment and couldn’t let go of it.

“Dad was also in the wrong back then. I shouldn’t have gone out of town for business. 1 should have stayed with your mother.” Mr. Lin reproached himself.

Lin Gantang knew that the project he was referring to was the one her mother had strongly urged her father to take on. If successful, it would have allowed the family to improve their social standing and gain entry into the elite circles of C City. Her siblings and she would have had a better life.

Now that things were better, Mr. Lin’s sideburns had also grown white.

Suddenly, she realized that her father had aged.

“Dad, 1 miss Mom so much. Can we go visit her together?” Lin Gantang said with a trembling voice..