After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage - Chapter 859

Chapter 859: Chapter 859 I Really Want to Smear Your Face

Wen Yanqing casually sat down, his gaze lightly sweeping over the cigar that Wen Rendong was holding.

Wen Rendong’s movements paused, and he put the cigar he had just taken out back.

“Do you like them?” Wen Rendong asked Lin Gantang, “A pair of short-legged cats, male and female. The servants at home all say they are very cute.”

Lin Gantang let the cats out and found that they were quite lively, very curious. She reached out her hand, the male cat sniffed her fingertips, and the female cat hooked a pearl dangling from her bracelet with her paw.

“I like them,” Lin Gantang said fondly. “They’re surprisingly not shy.”

“Right, that’s why I think they’d be a good fit for your bookstore,” Wen Rendong said.

As Lin Gantang played with the cats, Wen Rendong started chatting with Wen Yanqing, “Are you two planning a wedding?”

“We are in the midst of preparing,” Wen Yanqing replied casually.

Wen Rendong complained, “Marriage is a huge deal, and you don’t ask Dad for help?”

“We have a wedding planning team; there’s nothing for you to prepare,” Wen Yanqing said coolly.

Wen Rendong was at a loss for words because the other party’s reason was sound.

“Did you call us here to ask about the wedding?” Wen Yanqing directly addressed his purpose.

“Shouldn’t I inquire? Your wedding must be grand.”

Wen Yanqing, seeing the fresh mangosteens in the fruit bowl, held back the words that would sting.

Wen Rendong didn’t like mangosteens; those placed in front of him were obviously prepared for Gantang. The fruit was easy to come by, but what was rare was that he noticed which fruit Lin Gantang liked the most.

Taking one, he started to peel it and said softly, “Don’t worry, the wedding I prepare for Tangtang will definitely be grand. Is that what you’re reminding me of?”

Wen Rendong fell silent for a moment, “You two haven’t come back for quite some time.”

“Don’t try to look so pitiful,” Wen Yanqing said calmly. “Even if we hadn’t had any disagreements, moving out to live on my own is normal. Marriage is about me and her leaving our respective families to start our own. My father-in-law understands this principle and hasn’t said a word about missing us. Don’t you get it?”

“Girls are supposed to leave their homes and marry into someone else’s family; what does he have to say?” Wen Rendong asserted as if it was a matter of course.

Wen Yanqing’s tone became even more flat, yet it conveyed his growing displeasure, “With that statement, I really want to smash this fruit into your face.”

Wen Rendong’s words were caught in his throat.

He scowled, “In ancient times, someone who talked back to their father and showed no respect for their elders like you would have been scorned by everyone.”

Wen Yanqing laughed softly, “Is foolish filial piety something to brag about?”

When Lin Gantang approached, holding the cats that had run back, and saw the atmosphere between the two growing heavy, she cast a questioning look at Wen Yanqing.

“Come here,” Wen Yanqing called her over.

As Lin Gantang came over to ask him what the matter was, Wen Yanqing had already held out the peeled mangosteen, “Eat.”

“Leave it there, I haven’t washed my hands after touching the cats.”

Wen Yanqing fed her directly.

In front of Wen Rendong, Lin Gantang felt embarrassed, quickly bit off a piece, then declined any more.

Wen Yanqing continued peeling, while mentioning to Wen Rendong, “The wedding is on August 20th. Just be there on the day; you don’t need to worry about anything else.”

Wen Rendong was truly at a loss with his son, so his gaze shifted subtly to Lin Gantang.

His son was cold in his attitude, but his daughter-in-law seemed easier to speak with.

Especially since Wen Yanqing particularly cared about her opinions, he listened to her words.

Wen Rendong began to ponder the matter of the betrothal gifts, which had to be generous in order to leave a good impression on both Lin family and Gantang.

Besides, the wedding planning team wouldn’t manage the betrothal gifts, right? Wen Rendong finally found something to occupy himself with and was immediately full of vigor.