The More She Thought About It, the More Tempted She Was
âNo need, Iâve already asked the driver to come up,â Lin Gantang said.
Wen Yanqing silently refused.
Seeing how busy and meticulous he was, Lin Gantangâs heart warmed and her gaze subconsciously chased after him.
Ye Qiuqiuâs words echoed in Lin Gantangâs mind.
âYou havenât even tried to understand him.â
âBecause you have a prejudice against him.â
Lin Gantang thought of the words that she said when she had been a jerk.
She stood arrogantly before him. âWen Yanqing, who do you think you are? You have no money and no power. Are you worthy of me?â
At that time, she actually did not understand the taste of love and had not yet fallen in love with Gu Zhichuan.
Lin Gantang said that she liked someone who was worthy of her, so Wen Yanqing returned to the Wen family that he detested.
When he had the strength to support Shengfang, Lin Gantang said, âI donât like your personality. I donât like you being everywhere I go. Stay away from me and maybe I can still think highly of you.â
Hence, Wen Yanqing waited for her from afar. He did not overstep his boundaries, did not act presumptuously, and was modest and restrained.
The only thing Wen Yanqing refused to agree to was to give up on liking her.
Ye Qiuqiu was right.
She was not aware that she was prejudiced against Wen Yanqing, which was why she treated him that way.
Cold-hearted â what was the difference between Gu Zhichuan and her in her previous life?
Lin Gantang watched as he gently helped her father up. Ye Qiuqiuâs words kept repeating in her mind â why start from scratch and get to know Wen Yanqing again?
She thought about it carefully, and the more she thought about it, the more tempted she became.
âWhat are you standing there in a daze for? Are you going or not?â Mr. Linâs voice interrupted Lin Gantangâs thoughts.
When Lin Gantang came back to her senses, she realized that her luggage had been taken down by the driver.
Lin Gantang went home.
Mr. Lin didnât say anything else and only asked someone to move the things into the house.
After Lin Gantang accompanied him for half a month, Lin Mingzhuo forgave her without her doing anything.
This was something that she had not understood in her previous life and had thrown away like worn-out shoes.
This was a fatherâs love, ordinary and simple, silent and tolerant.
No matter how terrible she was, he was still willing to tolerate her when he turned back.
Even if he was so fierce and enraged before, jabbing his finger at her nose and scolding her.
In that moment, with all the apologies she had for her family after her rebirth, Lin Gantang felt relaxed suddenly.
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Because of the bidding, Gu Zhichuan had been extremely busy.
The North Mountain Villa was his personal property. Whenever he did not want to return to the Gu residence, Gu Zhichuan would stay there.
For some reason, he kept thinking about the North Mountain these past two days.
Lin Gantang wanted to break up with him. She used to come to the North Mountain Villa often and there were many things there that belonged to her.
However, Lin Gantang didnât say that she wanted to return.
Gu Zhichuan opened the door and saw that a light was turned on inside.
He was dazed for a moment.
In the past, Lin Gantang would always wait there for him to return. When she saw him, her eyes would shine, revealing her delight.
âYouâre back?â
Gu Zhichuan looked up and saw Feng Yangyang walking out in an apron. Her straight black hair was tucked behind her ears. She put down some soup with a smile. âHave you eaten? Have a little soup? The weather was hot, so I made a soup to cool off the heat.â
âWhy are you here?â Gu Zhichuan frowned.
Feng Yangyang retracted her smile and grabbed her apron helplessly. âI couldnât get through to your phone, so I had to come here to take a look.â
âI remember I didnât give you the key. How did you get in?â Gu Zhichuan asked.
âI saw the password, so I tried to enter Sister Ningningâs birthdayâŠâ Feng Yangyang said hesitantly.
Gu Zhichuanâs expression gradually turned cold.
âIâm sorry, I shouldnât have come in without permission.â Feng Yangyangâs eyes were filled with tears; she was on the verge of tears, âButâŠâ
âGo back. Donât come over in future.â Gu Zhichuan threw his suit onto the sofa.
Feng Yangyangâs lips turned pale and her body swayed.
Worry flashed across Gu Zhichuanâs eyes as he said stiffly, âForget it, rest for a while. Iâll get the driver to send you back later.â
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