Chapter 398 - Chapter 398: Tangtang, What Are You Talking About?
Chapter 398: Tangtang, What Are You Talking About?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Lin Gantang put down her phone. Wen Yanqing had also returned after finishing his call. The two of them sat together with a child in their arms.
Mr. Lin turned around and thought that he had remembered wrongly and that the two of them were in fact married and with child. Tsk. He almost thought that the three of them were a family of three and that Lin Gantang had had a child with Wen Yanqing.
When Jiang Tongtong came over, she saw that Xiao Bao had fallen asleep. She asked the nanny to carry him back to the crib, saying to Lin Zhaonan, “My parents will be arriving soon. Can you ask the driver to pick them up?”
“I’ll go. Let them stay for two more days?” Lin Zhaonan said.
“I’ll ask them for their opinion.” Jiang Tongtong nodded.
At this moment, Butler Lu came in with a congratulatory gift in his hand.
“Who sent this?” Mr. Lin asked.
“It’s a one-month-old gift from the Gu family. Mr. Gu didn’t come in and asked me to pass it to you.”
Butler Lu gently put down the congratulatory gift.
Mr. Lin was a little surprised when he heard that it was from the Gu family. The two families had fallen out because of the issue of their children’s marriage and had already tacitly agreed not to have any contact with each other. Was the sudden gift meant to ease the relationship?
Wen Yanqing leaned against the sofa and stared at the gift darkly.
Lin Zhaonan’s gaze swept across the congratulatory gift. He then looked at Wen Yanqing and asked, “Who from the Gu family sent this? Where is he?”
“It’s Mr. Gu Zhichuan. He already left,” Butler Lu replied.
“Since they’ve already sent it over, then we’ll just accept it. Gu Guoliang’s character is quite reliable, but Gu Zhichuan…” Mr. Lin looked at the two children opposite him. “Let bygones be bygones. It’s not realistic to not come across each other when you move in the same circles. It’s fine as long as you can keep up appearances.”
Lin Gantang did not know that Gu Zhichuan had once brought a congratulatory gift to her, and Mr. Lin did not know how Gu Zhichuan currently felt about Lin Gantang. He had even sent a congratulatory gift to her on her birthday last year, but it had been intercepted by Wen Yanqing.
Wen Yanqing snorted softly to himself.
Even if he didn’t see Lin Gantang, he would have reminded the Lin family of his existence.
Lin Zhaonan could better understand Wen Yanqing’s feelings. He asked Butler Lu to bring the things to the storeroom. “The Gu family is not invited to the banquet this time. Gu Zhichuan’s gift might be his personal gift.”
Mr. Lin frowned slightly.
Gu Zhichuan’s gift was for Little Yi’an, so Lin Gantang could not say anything. She did not want anyone to continue mentioning Gu Zhichuan, so she took out the things she had prepared.
“I almost forgot.” Lin Gantang took out a card and placed it in Jiang Tongtong’s hand. “Yanqing and I prepared this for Xiao Bao. Take it, Tongtong.”
Lin Zhaonan was very satisfied. “Tangtang really understands me. Giving money is better than giving anything else. It’s true.”
It was because she understood him that his own sister would stab him in the heart every time. It was enough.
It was rare to find something that suited him. Wen Yanqing would definitely give a substantial amount. He took the card from Tongtong’s hand and asked with satisfaction, “What’s the password? I’ll keep it for my son.”
“I’ll tell An’an the password when he grows up and has the money to spend.” Lin Gantang chuckled as she watched him skillfully put the card into his pocket.
“Why did you put it in your pocket?” Lin Gantang sighed. “Your behavior is exactly like Dad’s. He told me he’ll keep the money in the red packets and give it to me when I grow up. I haven’t even seen my money yet.”
Mr. Lin coughed guiltily. “Ah, it’s almost time. The guests are probably coming. Let’s go over earlier.”
Lin Zhaonan, who didn’t get the password, returned the card to his wife. “Am I the kind of person who hoards my baby’s pocket money? Tangtang, what are you talking about? Seriously.”
Lin Gantang thought, “Ha, I believe you’re feeling guilty..’