Chapter 760: 760: Want to See You in a Wedding Dress

Lin Gantang was waiting for him to take out the amulet, thinking to herself that the master seemed a bit out of tune but was quite easy-going, so she asked, “Did you come here looking for Tijin? I’ve just come from her place. Looks like fate, today was destined to bump into you.”

As soon as the master heard Tijin’s name, he immediately looked towards Lin Gantang, then lifted his gaze to the terrace garden where people were still standing.

“Three for ninety-nine thousand then,” the master said as he took out the amulets.

But before Lin Gantang could respond, he glanced at the terrace and hissed, “Forget it, forget it, ten thousand, as my drafting fee.”

“This…” The drastic price drop was suspicious.

With a pained grimace, the master said, “Fine, fine, I’ll give them to you.”

He stuffed the amulets into Lin Gantang’s hands, “Let me go, I really don’t have any more amulets on me.”

“?” What’s going on? I didn’t say anything, and you’ve already started bleeding yourself dry in a struggle?

Looking at the five amulets in hand and the master who had scurried off like a puff of smoke, Lin Gantang mused, “A master truly is a master, inscrutable in his ways, utterly unpredictable.”

Lin Gantang, utterly baffled with the amulets in hand, returned to Yin Zhen’s car, and Yin Zhen asked her, “Who was that person just now, and why did you suddenly chase after him?”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“A master my dad knows. I originally asked him about Yanqing, but he dumped a pile of amulets on me and confused me, then ran off really fast,” Lin Gantang planned aloud, “I’ll come find him again later.”

“Didn’t expect you to believe in fortune-telling?” Yin Zhen started the car and drove forward. “The tricks of a street swindler. Look at the master, wearing hip-hop clothes, not at all professional.”

Lin Gantang laughed, “I didn’t lose any money, so I’ll just take what he gave me.”

She placed an amulet in Yin Zhen’s car, “Here, for you, for peace and safety wherever you go.”

Yin Zhen laughed nonchalantly, “If amulets are truly useful, could he hand them out like wholesale goods, giving you a handful just like that?”

At this, Lin Gantang laughed heartily.

Lin Gantang’s estate was not far from there, and Yin Zhen drove them there quickly. As Lin Gantang got out of the car, she asked, “Want to come in and sit?”

“No, I’m heading back to spend time with my mum. I’ll be busy tomorrow and won’t have time to accompany her.”

After Yin Zhen left, Lin Gantang walked into the house. Shi Jun had already left, and at that moment, Wen Yanqing was sitting at the coffee table taking his medicine.

“I’m back.” Lin Gantang sat next to him, grabbing Big Mi who was trying to play with his medicine box, and said, “I saw Auntie Ying today, and also sat at Miss Si’s place next door for a while, so I got back late.”

“It’s okay, you should have fun and stay out longer,” Wen Yanqing took a sip of water to swallow his medicine, saying, “Shi Jun just left too, I was about to take my medicine and then take a nap.”

“Let’s rest together.” Lin Gantang, seeing that he had taken his medicine, casually took out the candy she got from Si Tijin and tore it open to sweeten his mouth. She took his hand, “Let’s go, back to the room.”

Once in the room, she changed into comfortable pajamas and then crawled into bed, chatting with him about the simple things in daily life, “The sun has been getting harsher lately, are you hot? Should we take off your clothes?”

Wen Yanqing chuckled lightly, “Asking me like this in bed, are you thinking of…”

Lin Gantang pushed him down as he sat, cutting off his words, “Thinking of your head, you should rest properly after taking your medicine.”

“Today, when I saw Miss Si wearing Han clothing, it reminded me of something.” She pulled up a thin blanket to waist level and turned to look at Wen Yanqing, “For our wedding, do you want a Chinese-style or Western-style one?”

Wedding… Wen Yanqing held her hand, “Can the wedding wait a bit longer?”

“You don’t want a wedding?”

“How could I not want one, it’s just…” Wen Yanqing’s voice was low, exceptionally soft, “It’s just that I want to be able to see you in a wedding dress with my own eyes.”