After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Chapter 689: Chapter 689 Did I Touch a Raw Nerve?

Wen Yanqing’s complexion gradually turned ugly, “Shut up.”

“Did I hit a nerve? But this is the truth, and you should listen,” Gu Zhichuan kept pressing, “You don’t even know what state you’ll be in later on, what are you going to use to protect your wife, and even your child?”

Gu Zhichuan watched as his fists grew tighter, “Just like now, even though you’re furious, you still can’t throw a punch because you can’t even see my exact location. What will you do if someone bullies Gantang in the future, how will you stand up for her?”

“Do you think that if I let go, you’ll get what you want?” Wen Yanqing tensed his body, “Gu Zhichuan, you’re being way too presumptuous.”

Gu Zhichuan stood straight, “Yes, I probably can’t win her back, but she would at least have a choice. But by clinging on to her, she can’t ignore your feelings to consider what she truly wants in her heart.”

Gu Zhichuan’s tone lowered, no longer the aggressive demeanor from before, even carrying a hint of a plea, “Wen Yanqing, can’t you let go? Don’t make her hesitate and struggle.”

Gu Zhichuan left after he had finished speaking, and under the light, Wen Yanqing’s face showed traces of paleness.

Wen Yanqing knew that Gu Zhichuan intended for him to separate from Lin Gantang, but he had to admit, his words had struck him hard where he cared the most, shattering his heart into pieces, barely holding together, the pain unbearable.

Yi Qian quickly stepped forward to support him, “I’ll take you back.”

Wen Yanqing shrugged off his supporting hand, but after taking a few steps, he almost collided with a bench in the hallway.

“Let me guide you,” Yi Qian said as he supported him again.

Wen Yanqing closed his eyes, his fingertips pinching so hard his palms started to ache.

Back at the Wen family’s house.

Wen Yanqing didn’t turn on the bedroom light, groping his way until he sat down at the edge of the bed.

In the darkness of the room, only the cold light from the phone screen remained.

Wen Yanqing’s voice dialed Lin Gantang’s number. From the quiet room emerged her sweet voice, “Yanqing?”

“Tangtang, have you gone to bed?”

“I slept a little, then woke up again, H City’s snacks are so delicious, Qiuqiu ordered me some takeout.” Lin Gantang said expectantly over the phone, “Shall we come and try it together next time? And the hot spring that Qiuqiu mentioned, I want to soak in it with you.”

Wen Yanqing hummed in response.

“Are you finally done with work? Are you home?”

Wen Yanqing, “At home now, just got back.”

“That’s good. Remember to rest early. I’ll be back tomorrow morning.”

The faint light shone on Wen Yanqing’s face, not clear in the somber light, his eyes discernible as they drooped, “Alright, I’ll wait for you at home.”

Lin Gantang’s furrowed brows signaled her concern, “Are you in a bad mood?”

“Not at all,” Wen Yanqing replied to her suspicion with a raised smile, “Don’t worry yourself. I’m just tired from getting back late today.”

Lin Gantang heard his laughter, but her brows didn’t relax.

“Go to sleep early,” Wen Yanqing spoke softly, “I’m going to wash up and head to bed too.”

Lin Gantang agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Gantang went over the conversation again and still felt something was amiss.

She glanced at the time, decided to get dressed, packed up her few belongings, and prepared to return.

From H City to C City, it was already past midnight.

Lin Gantang went upstairs, back to her room and turned the doorknob; the door wasn’t locked.

The room was pitch black; she turned on a light.

Then she saw Wen Yanqing, who looked up at the sound from where he sat at the bed’s headboard.

In the quiet of the night, the sound of a small bell was especially pronounced.

“…Tangtang?” he called out tentatively..