Chapter 92 - Chapter 92: Don't Touch Anything

Chapter 92: Don’t Touch Anything

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Someone was following you?” Lin Gantang furrowed her brow.

“Yes, we didn’t mistake it.” Xu Bingxi, calmer than Bei Bei, replied. “It was a white Honda, but 1 didn’t catch the license plate number.”

No one knew the intentions of the person tailing them. This was no longer a matter to be taken lightly. Lin Gantang advised Bei Bei, “Contact your family and wait here for now. Don’t go out.”

Bei Bei’s father received the call and left his work to pick her up. He also offered to drop off Bingxi on the way.

Bei Bei was so startled that she forgot she had driven to Lin Gantang’s place.

Lin Gantang reminded her, and Mr. Bei assured her that someone would come to move the car later. Before leaving, he expressed his gratitude, saying, “Thank you very much for today, Miss Lin.”

“Uncle Bei, you’re too kind.”

After that day, the person in charge of the construction called to inform Lin Gantang that the final phase of the bookstore’s renovation had been completed. Lin Gantang wanted to visit and inspect the site.

When Wen Yanqing heard she was at the bookstore, he decided to visit her during his lunch break. Coincidentally, he was knowledgeable about the inspection process, so he decided to assist Lin Gantang.

As Lin Gantang observed Wen Yanqing meticulously assessing the quality of construction materials and checking the functionality of the electrical systems, her mind continued to replay Ye Qiuqiu’s question of “should we do it or not”. How should they go about it?

Where should they start?

Wait, she should be helping with the work right now.

She realized that she had been influenced by Ye Qiuqiu’s playful banter.

“You’re quite knowledgeable,” Lin Gantang commented, handing him a voltage tester in awe.

“Before returning to the Wen family, 1 learned a lot of things,” Wen Yanqing replied. Lately, he had been very relaxed around Lin Gantang, and he unintentionally brought up his past.

However, Lin Gantang did not like his past. Wen Yanqing regretted it and stopped what he was doing. He turned to look at her carefully, afraid that she would look disgusted.

“You’re very skilled at this. Even my dad and brother don’t understand these things.”

Lin Gantang’s admiring tone erased all of Wen Yanqing’s uneasiness.

“You’re also better at making money than them,” Lin Gantang added.

Wen Yanqing chuckled, his chest rising and falling as a faint dimple appeared on his left cheek.

Lin Gantang couldn’t resist poking his dimple with her finger.

Wen Yanqing turned to look at her, and Lin Gantang quickly withdrew her hand.

“Don’t touch it,” Wen Yanqing warned with a smile.

Lin Gantang didn’t grasp his meaning. “In my family, neither my dad’s side nor my grandma’s side has dimples. When I was a child, I thought other people’s dimples looked nice and wanted them, so I poked my face with my hand.”

Wen Yanqing laughed heartily.

“You seem to be in a good mood lately. You didn’t smile much before,” Lin Gantang noticed.

“I’m happy when I’m with you,” he replied softly. Lin Gantang heard it clearly, along with the sweetness and contentment in his tone.

Every bit of affection Wen Yanqing showed carried so much weight that it made Lin Gantang feel overwhelmed.

“You…” Lin Gantang stammered. “I feel like 1 haven’t done anything special for you while we’ve been together.”

“I don’t need much,” Wen Yanqing reassured her. “A holding of hands, a hug, a phone call, a goodnight. You don’t have to do anything for me. This is already perfect.”

Lin Gantang nestled her head against his warm chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. The spot on her neck where he had kissed her felt so tingly it made her shiver..