Chapter 676: Do You Want a Romance or an Action Movie?

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On the smooth boulevard, Wen Yanqing strolled with Lin Gantang, hand in hand. His natural demeanor and bright eyes made him appear completely normal; no one could detect the abnormality with his vision.

Lin Gantang bought a cotton candy and, remembering last year when Wen Yanqing asked her what cotton candy tasted like, she realized he had been looking for an excuse to kiss her.

Back then, he had wanted to kiss her but didn’t dare to say it, and ended up with a mouthful of cotton candy instead. He must have been quite frustrated.

Lin Gantang couldn’t help but laugh.

With cotton candy in hand, she saw a couple walking out of a hotel in front and nudged Wen Yanqing, “Baby, after eating and watching a movie on a date, what else can we do after the movie?”

“Take you home,” he replied.

Lin Gantang pinched Wen Yanqing’s waist hard.

It wasn’t painful, but Wen Yanqing found it ticklish and laughed as he stopped her.

Lin Gantang noticed that her boyfriend was getting more difficult to deal with lately; he was not as easily swept up in the physically intimate moments as before.

She refused to believe it—take me home? Lin Gantang quickly finished the cotton candy and decided to take him straight home.

Upon arriving at his house, Lin Gantang went into his room, locked the door, and planned to play some adult movies for him to listen to before making her move. She didn’t believe he could resist!

Lin Gantang had a good plan, but there was one problem—she didn’t have any adult movies.

Damn!

If she had known she wouldn’t have deleted those Baby Bus videos that Ye Qiuqiu sent her.

But men usually have those kinds of movies, right? Lin Gantang glanced at Wen Yanqing with a scheme in mind, “Yanqing, can I borrow your laptop for a bit?”

“Mhm,” the oblivious Wen Yanqing replied, drinking the water she handed him.

Lin Gantang started the computer and asked, “Where do you keep your romantic action films?”

“Cough cough cough—”

Wen Yanqing choked on his water, coughing repeatedly.

Tangtang, who blushed to even kiss him in public, was looking for those types of movies?

Had he driven her to this point?

Or had he misunderstood?

After he finished coughing, Wen Yanqing tentatively asked, “You mean romance films? And action films?”

Huh? Lin Gantang looked back at him puzzledly—why couldn’t her boyfriend understand her? Didn’t he have any?

Lin Gantang glanced over the neat documents on the screen: all sorts of contracts, meeting materials, departmental plans, and company growth strategies—

Her boyfriend’s life was utterly dull and tasteless.

No wonder he didn’t want her heartfelt gifts when she had traveled so far to see him.

He didn’t understand joy.

Lin Gantang completely misunderstood.

Wen Yanqing stepped forward, following the light from the computer screen, and with impeccable precision, he snapped it shut, “There are no movies in here, just work documents.”

All this nonsense—don’t corrupt Tangtang.

It was fine not to watch. Lin Gantang wrapped her arms around Wen Yanqing’s neck and pressed against him, about to speak when she heard a “knock knock knock” at the door.

“Go have a look,” Wen Yanqing gently patted her back.

Remembering she had locked the door, Lin Gantang went to open it.

She saw a maid standing outside: “Miss Lin, Sir, there’s a lady at the door claiming to be from the Shi family, wishing to meet with both of you. Shall I let her in, or should I ask her to leave?”

The Shi family? Wen Yanqing frowned subconsciously.

“Did she say what she wants?”

“No, but she’s been waiting outside for quite some time and refuses to go.”

Wen Yanqing said, “Let her in then, I’ll see what she wants to say.”

Wen Yanqing and Lin Gantang went downstairs together.

It didn’t take long before Lin Gantang recognized the person who walked in: “It’s Shi Muzhen’s mother.”

Lin Gantang had seen Mrs. Shi before, a woman who dressed conservatively and wouldn’t stand out in a crowd. Now, however, she looked much worn down —evidently, the time since Shi Muzhen had been detained by the police hadn’t been easy for her.

“What brings you here so late at night?” Wen Yanqing asked..