Chapter 595 - What Can I Say?
After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage
What Can I Say?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Lin Gantang said that she wanted to take Sweet Wine away, Mr. Lin looked as if his precious treasure was being taken away from him. This matter had suddenly escalated to the level of filial piety.
Lin Gantang thought to herself, âWhat else can I say?â
Sweet Wine had adapted well to the Lin family, and Mr. Lin really liked it. Her own father had to go along with it, so Lin Gantang nodded in agreement.
Mr. Lin caressed the cat in satisfaction. His tone became kind. âDo you still want to run a bookstore? Dad will help you open another?â
Lin Gantang thought of Wen Yanqingâs current situation and shook her head. âNot for the time being. At the very least, Iâll wait for Yanqingâs vision to improve. I plan to accompany him for the time being. He must be having a hard time adapting after suddenly losing his sight.â
âI donât know whose temperament yours is similar to. You were so stubborn with Gu Zhichuan that you didnât even listen to Dad. Now that youâre with Yanqing, youâre still completely devoted to him.â Mr. Lin shook his head. âLuckily, Yanqing is a good person. Otherwise, you would weep to death sooner or later.â
âLike you. Werenât you the same with my mom?â Lin Gantang laughed.
He was devoted. Her mother passed away for so many years, yet he had never thought of remarrying.
âBesides, without Yanqing in this life, I wonât fall in love or get married. No one can hurt me.â Lin Gantang snorted. âThe companyâs dividends are enough for me to spend anyway. Itâs so much fun being single and rich.â
Mr. Lin tutted. He hadnât expected her to want to be alone for the rest of her life.
Fortunately, there was still Wen Yanqing. Otherwise, this piglet would have fallen into his hands.
âSince youâre home, letâs have dinner together tonight. Iâll ask your brother to come back early,â Mr. Lin said.
Lin Gantang nodded. After all, she hadnât accompanied her dad for a long time.
âIâm going upstairs to see Xiao An,â she said.
She walked to the second floor, and Ximi, who had eaten its fill, followed behind her.
When she entered the room, Aunt Ke had just finished feeding him milk and was putting down the bottle. She then changed Little Yiâanâs diapers.
Auntie Ke wiped him clean and turned around to see Lin Gantang at the door. She thus picked Yiâan up again to wash his buttocks with warm water. Seeing Lin Gantang come in and keeping her gaze on them, she said very carefully, âA babyâs buttocks needs to be kept clean so that it wonât develop a rash. Look at Xiao Bao, heâs so fresh.â
After Aunt Ke put the diapers back on Little Yiâan, Lin Gantang held the baby in her arms.
Lin Gantang teased him. Little Yiâanâs black eyes were looking at her, but he wasnât as lively as when she carried him previously.
âIs Xiao An not feeling well today?â Lin Gantang asked Auntie Ke.
âHe should be tired. He usually sleeps for a while after drinking milk.â
Sure enough, after carrying him for a while, Little Yiâan yawned in her arms.
Lin Gantang saw that there was quite a bit of milk left in the milk bottle on the table. She picked it up to take a look and realized that it was cool in her hand. She frowned imperceptibly.
âIâll wash it.â Auntie Ke hurriedly took it when she saw this.
âWhy isnât it warm?â Lin Gantang asked.
âI prepared it with warm water. Itâll cool down naturally after a while.â Aunt Ke chuckled. âIâve learned some professional and systematic knowledge about how to raise a child. Donât worry, Miss Lin.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lin Gantang nodded and patted Little Yiâan. Soon, he fell asleep.
Lin Gantang gently placed him back into the crib. However, just as she was about to pull her hand away, Little Yiâan twisted his body and started crying.
Lin Gantang carried him once more.
Little Yiâan stopped crying and even smacked his little mouth.
âGive him to me,â Aunt Ke said, coming forward and reaching out. âIâll put him down.â
This time, Aunt Ke was very careful. Little Yiâan did not cry. Lin Gantang had been watching from the side. She realized that Aunt Ke was a little nervous, perhaps because of pressure or something else..