After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Chapter 728: Chapter 728: He’s Drugging You With a Love Potion

Lin Gantang’s closest family members had agreed to their marriage, and Wen Yanqing felt a knot in his throat.

The matter that had been worrying him from the start was finally put to rest.

“No matter what the future holds, you should live well with her right now,”

After Mr. Lin finished speaking, he silently sipped his tea for a long time before saying, “At that time, Gu Zhichuan’s phone call reminded me that there will certainly be many unkind voices in the future trying to disturb your judgment, you just ignore them and don’t overthink it.”

“You stay with Tang and have a good life together, after all, you are already husband and wife. Dad hopes you can walk hand in hand for life and be happy.”

Wen Yanqing was overwhelmed by a tide of gratitude. Mr. Lin’s words seemed to infuse him with countless warm currents, weaving through his heart chambers before flowing throughout his entire body.

“Alright,” he promised hoarsely.

Wen Yanqing had never received fatherly love as a child. Compared to Wen Rendong, Lin Mingzhuo more closely resembled the father he had once longed for in his childhood.

Selfless and accommodating, silent yet resolute.

Mr. Lin loved his daughter and had been troubled by her rebelliousness and frustrated by her refusal to heed advice, but in the end, he forgave her naivety and continued to cherish and protect her as always.

Just like now, Lin Gantang stubbornly stayed together with him, even though Mr. Lin felt she should find a healthy person, he still chose to yield to her wishes and hoped the two of them could be happy together.

In Mr. Lin, Wen Yanqing saw the most sincere and profound fatherly love, an emotion he had most envied in others when he was a child.

“I’ll call Tang back. When you have time, you and she should go to the cemetery and visit your mothers, tell them you’re married now.”

“Sure, I’ll go with her,” he replied.

Next, Wen Yanqing heard the sound of Mr. Lin getting up, followed by footsteps, and then the irritable scolding: “What are you skulking behind the door for? Afraid I’m going to eat Yanqing up?”

“Dad, I just came over, I wasn’t hiding, believe me.”

“I’ll believe you when pigs fly!”

Wen Yanqing, listening to the lively activity at the door, softened his expression and slowly curved his lips into a smile.

On the way back, Lin Gantang complained while sitting in the car: “My dad’s temper has gotten worse, really scary. He shooed me away for no reason, isn’t it normal for me to sneak back and listen?”

It was Wen Yanqing’s first time hearing someone justify eavesdropping so righteously. He chuckled lightly, “Perhaps he doesn’t want you to overthink things. Your dad is a very good father.”

Lin Gantang looked at him suspiciously, “So was he feeding you a bewitchment just now? Such high praise?”

“Don’t you think he’s much better than Wen Rendong?” he asked.

Lin Gantang shut up. How could they even be compared? Her dad, aside from liking to discipline her, was all good, none of Wen Rendong’s bad traits.

Lin Gantang patted his shoulder generously, “From now on, he’s your dad too, here, take it, don’t be shy.”

She suddenly remembered, “Right, why did my dad give you a red envelope? I didn’t get one.”

Wen Yanqing laughed, “It’s a red envelope for changing how you address him; of course, Dad would only give it to me.”

“Ah, that’s a thing?” Lin Gantang was curious, “How much is inside?”

Wen Yanqing handed her the red envelope, and as if nonchalantly asked, “You didn’t know about the custom of paying to change address terms?”

“How would I know, I never received one. Gu Zhichuan’s parents never gave me anything,” Lin Gantang pinched the red envelope, curious about its contents, “Shall I open it for you?”

Not having married Gu Zhichuan in this life was one thing, but in her past life, Mrs. Gu had never given her any changing address fee at all.

So now she was finding out that this custom existed in C City.

Looking back now, she realized just how much Mrs. Gu had looked down on her; except for the wedding, she had received nothing else..