Chapter 72 - 72: Wen Yanqing Is a Cabbage, She’s a Pig
After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When the banquet ended, it was already quite late. Wen Yanqing sent her home and left after watching her enter.
Surprisingly, Mr. Lin was still awake. In front of him were numerous discarded mangosteen peels. Seeing her enter alone, his expression seemed a bit displeased. âWhereâs Yanqing?â
âItâs too late, so he went back first.â
âYou, 1 canât believe you.â Mr. Lin scolded her, âHe is at the doorstep, and you didnât even invite him in for a cup of tea. You have no manners at all.â
Lin Gantang raised an eyebrow. It seemed quite inappropriate to invite someone in at such a late hour.
âYou lack understanding. How did Yanqing end up liking you?â Mr. Lin sighed with a tinge of sadness. âHeâs a good young man, and yet heâs fallen into your hands.â
Lin Gantang could hear her fatherâs grief and indignation when he said that a good man had been ruined by his daughter.
It was unbelievable.
âDad, Iâm your biological daughter, right?â Lin Gantang expressed some doubt.
Mr. Lin cast her a disdainful glance, an expression filled with as much contempt as possible.
In the past, Lin Gantang might have exploded in a fit of rage from such a gaze. But now, she was calm and collected. It seemed her efforts to reform herself had been quite successful. Lin Gantang felt content. âDad, take your time to be upset. Donât finish ail the mangosteens. Wen Yanqing bought them for me.â âGet lost! Tomorrow, Iâll buy a bunch of mangosteens and bury you!â Mr. Lin thought.
Seeing that she was annoyed, Mr. Lin returned to his room to sleep.
The next morning, Mr. Lin wasnât present. Lin Gantang asked Lin Zhaonan and learned that an old friend from the villa area had invited him for a morning exercise.
Mr. Linâs surgical wound had long healed. Appropriate exercise was beneficial for his health. Lin Gantang had set aside a full serving of his favorite vegetarian dumplings.
âBrother, Iâm thinking of transforming my bookstore into a cat-themed one. Do you think itâs feasible?â Lin Gantang poured a glass of milk.
Jiang Tongtongâs eyes brightened. â1 think itâs great. There are cat cafes now, and theyâre very popular among young people.â
âItâs a bit different from cat cafes. Iâve looked into it. Many cat cafes treat cats as profit-generating tools. The cats are often played with and donât get enough rest,â Lin Gantang said.
Understanding that this wasnât just a passing idea, Lin Zhaonan nodded. âCats prefer quiet places, and bookstores are peaceful. If itâs well-planned, itâs feasible.â
âAre you planning to buy cats? Many people like aesthetically pleasing cats,â Lin Zhaonan asked.
âNo,â Lin Gantang responded. âIâm planning to adopt from a shelter. Since the bookstore will have customers, Iâll choose cats with gentle temperaments. They are stray cats, and if they can find good homes through the bookstore, that would be even better.â
Many cats in shelters couldnât find homes and were even euthanized due to the overwhelming number of cats and the inability of shelters to manage them.
Lin Zhaonan agreed. âSince you have a plan, go ahead boldly. Choosing cats, ensuring their health, selecting a store layout, and hiring staff, thereâs a lot to do. If you need assistance, let me know.â
âThank you, brother.â
The word âbrotherâ held a closeness that brought a slight warmth to Lin Zhaonanâs typically composed face.
His sister was still the kind-hearted girl from before. Despite past family turmoil, her nature remained unchanged.
Upon learning of Lin Gantangâs new plan, Mr. Lin had Assistant Liu come over to help her.
With the business model confirmed, Assistant Liu found a spacious two-story shop near Hejiang Square on Hejiang Road. The shop had ample space for the cats to roam.
When Lin Gantang went to inspect it, she spotted the distant Ferris wheel and the flowing Yuanshui River.
She snapped a photo and sent it with the caption, âThe bookstore will be here. Is it close to your home?â
The emojiâs rabbit character danced around merrily.
Wen Yanqing opened the image, recognized the location, and smiled..