Chapter 208:1 Think Your Skin Is Itching
Trantor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
That night, Auntie Zhang cooked a feast. When Jiang Tongtong came back from work and saw the tabby cat at home, her eyes lit up. She immediately sat beside Lin Gantang and rubbed it excitedly.
Lin Gantang ced the cat beside her. The tabby cat obediently nestled in.
“Where’s my brother?” Lin Gantang asked her.
“He’s working overtime tonight. He’ll be backter.” Jiang Tongtong held the cat’s paw happily. “I haven’t seen it for so long; it’s grown a lot.”
The tabby’s eyes were sharp and expressive, round and bright, and were very able to express emotions. The cat’s body was now well-proportioned and its fur was shiny. Compared to the wet, thin, and weak cat that was brought home in the past, it was almost impossible to recognize that it was the same cat.
At dinnertime, Lin Gantang waited for a while, but Mr. Lin, who had gone to someone else’s house to y chess, didn’te back. She called him to get him to return home.
“Dad, aren’t youing back for dinner? Everyone is waiting for you,” Lin Gantang said.
“You guys go ahead. Don’t worry about me.” Mr. Lin probably hadn’t had enough fun ying chess and refused toe back.
Lin Gantang had already guessed his temper. She calmly confirmed with him, “Yanqing is here. Are you really noting back?”
“What? Yanqing is here? Why didn’t you say so earlier?” Mr. Lin immediately changed his words. “I’ming, I’ming. I’lle back now.”
Before hanging up the phone, Lin Gantang heard Mr. Lin shouting that he was leaving as his son-inw was here, and Gu Liangdong’s exasperated voice.
He probably left halfway through the game, angering Uncle Gu.
Lin Gantang was dumbfounded. Dad, you call him son-inw quite smoothly.
It was a short distance, and Mr. Lin arrived home in a short while. He entered the house and called out to Yanqing with a smile, as if he didn’t see his daughter beside him.
During dinner, Lin Gantang helped Mr. Lin scoop rice and asked him, “Dad, there’s less wine at home.”
“Is there? 1 didn’t notice.” Mr. Lin picked some food up and didn’t dare to meet her gaze.
“Did someone secretly drink it?” Lin Gantang stared at him.
Mr. Lin continued to pick up more food. “It must be your brother; you didn’t see hime back in the middle of the night to drink.”
Jiang Tongtong looked at Mr. Lin, then at Lin Gantang. “Zhaonan didn’t drink it…” she said weakly.
“You don’t have to cover for him. It’s okay for an adult to drink a little. I don’t me him.” Mr. Lin picked up some meat for Wen Yanqing and tried to end the topic. “Come,e, Yanqing, eat more. There’s no need to leave any for Zhaonan. Who asked him to not be home all day? He deserves to be hungry.”
“Thank you, Uncle. I’ll do it myself,” Wen Yanqing said with a gentle smile.
“There’s no need to stand on ceremony; we’re all family.” Speaking of this, Mr. Lin suddenly remembered something. He took out a key from his pocket. “I almost forgot – this is for you. In the future,e in directly. You don’t have to wait outside.”
The key to the main door was stuffed into Wen Yanqing’s hand, carrying the warmth of Mr. Lin’s body.
Wen Yanqing nced at Lin Gantang.
Mr. Lin was unhappy. “Why are you looking at her? Take what I gave you. With her unruly temperament, are you waiting for her to duplicate the keys for you? You don’t even know if you can get it in your next life.”
Lin Gantang, who had suddenly been called out, was at a loss for words.
“Dad, don’t you think it’s a little early to be giving that?” Lin Gantang asked sincerely. Who would give their daughter’s lover a house key?
“I think you’re itching for a beating. So what if I give it to him?” Mr. Lin retorted. “If you’re not willing, you can give him another one yourself.”
“Alright.” Lin Gantang nodded. “I’ll give him my room key?”
“Be quiet and eat!” Mr. Lin immediately said. Was the main door the same as the room door?
Wen Yanqing, who was sitting there and reaping the benefits, quietly smiled and put the key into his pocket..