After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage - Chapter 663: Get a Partner, Don’t Dare to Kiss
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Chapter 663: Get a Partner, Don’t Dare to Kiss Visitt nov𝒆lbin(.)c𝒐/m for the l𝒂test updates
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Forget it, the child’s father was still Lin Fan.
Lin Gantang chuckled. “No wonder you suddenly moved back to Mingqing
Mansion. It’s so convenient for the two of you.”
“How did you know it was Lin Fan?” Yin Zhen didn’t hide it anymore since she managed to guess correctly.
“Didn’t you also prepare a bunch of snacks for him when you were with him previously?” Lin Gantang picked up the biscuits. “Artists need to maintain their figure. How many calories do you have here already?”
“So what; young people consume a lot of calories.” Yin Zhen put the chips back on the coffee table. “He can’t eat outside, and has to endure it when back. It’s so tough.”
“Wow, you’re quite doting on him.” Lin Gantang laughed mockingly.
“What do you mean doting? Can’t you think of anything other than matters of the heart?” Yin Zhen denied.
“But we’re talking about love right now. Do I have to give you a whole paragraph on the philosophy of the universe? Yang Binye is also a young man.” Lin Gantang raised her eyebrows. “Why didn’t you send him some food?”
“How can he be the same?”
“Oh, it’s different. You, too, know it’s different. You’re so stubborn.” Lin Gantang chuckled.
“Let’s talk business,” Yin Zhen said seriously as she went to get two documents.
“No, you asked me to come over for a chat. You didn’t ask me to come over to talk about business.” Lin Gantang crossed her arms. “You change the topic every time you feel guilty. Tsk.”
Yin Zhen hit her with the documents, using violence to solve the problem. “Are you going to talk? Are you going to talk?”
“Ah, how could you hit me? Maybe I already have Yanqing’s baby in my stomach.” Lin Gantang pretended to be weak and raised her hand to block her. Yin Zhen’s face darkened. “Lin Gantang, why don’t you sign with my company? Your acting skills are not bad.”
Lin Gantang laughed and took the documents from her hands. “Speak, speak quickly. After that, I’ll go back and hug my husband. Just like you. You’re secretly dating someone, and what more, a celebrity. You don’t dare to kiss when you’re out. How tragic.”
Yin Zhen thought, “My hands are itching to hit someone again.”
Lin Gantang stayed at Yin Zhen’s place for half a day before she received a call from Wen Yanqing.
“Tangtang, are you coming back yet?” Wen Yanqing asked her over the phone. “Are you done?”
“Yes, I’m already at home. If you want to come back, I’ll get the driver to pick you up.”
“Sure, I’ll let Yin Zhen know.”
After hanging up, Wen Yanqing put his phone back into his pocket.
He tore the report he was holding into pieces and threw it into the trash can.
His head ached. He sat down and said to Aunt Zhong, who was cleaning, “Aunt Zhong, clear the trash first.”
“Alright, I’ll go now.” Aunt Zhong put down the cleaning tools and lifted the papers in her hand. “Then, Mr. Wen, I’ll put this report on the table.”
Wen Yanqing looked in her direction. He saw a blur of shadows in front of him. Wen Yanqing closed his eyes and slowed down. “What report?”
“I found it when I was cleaning. It fell under the desk.” Aunt Zhong could read, but she read a little slowly. “Examination report… Hepatitis B antibody, ultrasound report…”
“Tangtang’s?” he asked.
“Yes, yes, Miss Lin’s name is on it, but sir, yours is also on it. About genetics… I don’t know much,” said Aunt Zhong. “The test items and results are making me dizzy.”
Wen Yanqing’s hand, which was rubbing his forehead, paused. He remembered that Lin Gantang had been taking vitamins, so he got up and slowly walked to the drawer.
“Sir, what are you looking for? Do you need help?” Aunt Zhong quickly asked.
“There’s a bottle of vitamins inside. Take a look and see if it’s there.” Wen Yanqing pursed his lips.
Aunt Zhong went over to look for it. “There’s nothing inside, sir. There’s only a bottle of folate.”
Wen Yanqing’s hand on the edge of the desk slowly tightened..