Chapter 340: I’m More Tacky
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The next day, Ye Qiuqiu arrived at noon. She said that she would go to the Cat Bookstore after lunch with Chen Haobo.
After receiving the news, Lin Gantang dressed up and headed to the bookstore with her small bag.
“Where are you going if you haven’t recovered yet?” Mr. Lin asked when he was on his way out.
“Qiuqiu is here. I’ll wait for her at the bookstore,” Lin Gantang said.
Mr. Lin was relieved when he heard that it was Ye Qiuqiu. “Go ahead then. I need to go out too. Let’s go together. I’ll get the driver to send you first.”
Lin Gantang looked at her dad’s neatly combed hair. He was dressed modestly in a single-breasted suit with a light striped shirt and a dark blue tie.
“Dad, are you attending a social gathering or a banquet?” Lin Gantang asked.
“No,” Mr. Lin said, tidying his suit jacket and hiding his joy. “Le Yu’s dad invited me to tutor him. His dad thinks highly of my knowledge and experience. Of course, I have to teach Le Yu 120% seriously.”
“When did you become so close to Le Yu’s father?” Lin Gantang found it strange.
“Children shouldn’t ask too much about adult matters.” Mr. Lin walked in front with his hands behind his back. “If I wasn’t too old, I might have been able to get an interview to be a teacher. Tsk, what a pity. But it doesn’t matter. There’s still the studious youngster Le Yu. Your dad can have a good time.”
Seeing him in high spirits, Lin Gantang fell silent for a moment. Then, she opened Le Yu’s WeChat and sent a message.
“It’s been hard on you. I wish you good luck.”
Le Yu, who had been unknowingly playing games during the rare holiday, replied, “Huh? Sister Tang, express yourself clearly. Why do I suddenly feel so flustered?”
The driver drove towards the bookstore. Mr. Lin’s mouth was already open and he couldn’t stop talking. At this moment, he was sighing. “It’s a pity that you’re not interested in finance or business. Otherwise, Dad would definitely teach you everything he knows. Your brother’s grades are good and he is capable. I don’t even have a place to show off my skills.”
Lin Gantang was glad that she hadn’t been interested.
“Dad, isn’t Brother’s child about to be born?” she reminded him softly. “You can teach your little grandchild?”
Mr. Lin received a jolt. “That’s right! My first grandchild must be taught well.”
Lin Gantang, who was no longer targeted, heaved a sigh of relief.
As soon as they arrived at the bookstore, Lin Gantang got out of the car, afraid that her dad would tell her that it was better to teach her from the beginning.
About half an hour later, Ye Qiuqiu also arrived. When Ye Qiuqiu saw Lin Gantang waiting for her, her face lit up and she went up to hug her.
“Little baby, I’m your godmother,” Lin Gantang greeted warmly as she looked at the child in her stomach with sparkling eyes.
Ye Qiuqiu hugged the air. “Look at me, look at your good buddy, my heart hurts.”
“Look at you?” Lin Gantang asked innocently. “Are you as cute as my goddaughter?”
“Do you believe that I will take her away right now?” Ye Qiuqiu threatened.
Lin Gantang laughed. “Alright, come in. I’ll carry Ximi over for you to stroke it.” “I prefer Sweet Wine or chatting with a talkative Vitamin E.” At most, she could just admire the motionless Blackie on the cat tree. It was a feast for the eyes. “You really don’t know how to cherish this opportunity. Ximi is a popular cat now. Others have to line up to touch it.” Lin Gantang shook her head regretfully.
“I’m more tacky; I like good-looking ones,” Ye Qiuqiu admitted.
Lin Gantang couldn’t help but laugh and stop teasing her.
Lin Gantang and Ye Qiuqiu chatted away. At this moment, Wen Yanqing was holding a document that belonged to Gu Shuyue in Shengfang Group.
Initially, he thought that since he was with Gantang, he should let bygones be bygones. There was no need to have anything to do with the Gu family.
However, Gu Zhichuan seemed to have gone back on his word, and Gu Shuyue’s actions were too repulsive.. That day when Gu Shuyue apologized at the hospital, he clearly saw in her eyes the indifference and unwillingness, and how she couldn’t care less