Chapter 895 - Chapter 895: Chapter 895: They Say It's Stylish

Chapter 895: Chapter 895: They Say It’s Stylish

Mr. Lin took Little Yi’an, who had woken up early in the morning, out for a stroll, and the family had breakfast together afterward.

After Lin Zhaonan rushed off to the company, Lin Gantang opened her computer and started editing Sweet Wine’s video.

Lin Gantang sat in the living room to work, and as Mr. Lin had never touched video editing, he didn’t know whether he was interested or just worried she might not make Sweet Wine look good, so he sat by and watched.

Every time she came home, Lin Gantang would shoot videos of Sweet Wine to upload to her account since many fans who liked it would occasionally ask about it.

The bookstore was running smoothly, with nothing to worry about excessively, allowing Lin Gantang to spend more time on creating short videos, which she enjoyed.

Thus, sometimes Yin Zhen would joke that she might as well focus solely on short videos, suggesting that if she ran it well and hired a team, she might earn more than from the bookstore.

But owning a bookstore was after all her mother’s wish, and Lin Gantang still planned to open a branch in a year or two, so she treated short video creation as just a hobby.

“Dad, how about I set up an account for you? You could film Sweet Wine from time to time, and I could direct fans who like Sweet Wine your way,” Lin Gantang suddenly suggested.

Mr. Lin objectively stated, “They like not only Sweet Wine but also your style of videos. Should I film it sunbathing every day and living the same old life as me?”

“That could work, the elderly user base on video platforms is growing, and people might just take a liking to it,” Lin Gantang said with a laugh.

Mr. Lin waved his hand, indicating he didn’t have such plans for the time being.

After putting Little Yi’an to sleep at noon, Lin Gantang and Jiang Tongtong headed to the bookstore together.

The sky had just cleared after the rain, and there weren’t many people out shopping yet.

Upon arrival, Jiang Tongtong immediately noticed the Munchkin cats Wen Rendong had sent before; the two little creatures with their short legs and fluffy bodies scampering on the floor lit up the cat-loving Jiang Tongtong’s face.

Munchkin cats are affectionate, and Jiang Tongtong lured the nearest kitten over with a cat toy.

She tried to pet it, and the cat, unrejecting, happily grabbed at the wool ball.

“What’s its name?” Jiang Tongtong asked while touching its paw.

Lin Gantang looked down, recognized it, and said, “This one with the green collar is Wu Dalang, and the other one is called Wu Sanlang.”

Jiang Tongtong observed the green spot and short legs, falling into an awkward silence for a moment.

Lin Gantang understood her silence and shrugged her shoulders; there was no helping it—the netizens of this generation were just that cheeky.

Jiang Tongtong, gazing at the two elderly Ragdoll cats leisurely nibbling on cat grass asked, “And them?”

“Whisky and Brandy.”

“They even have English names.”

Lin Gantang spread her hands, “They say it’s fashionable.”

Qian Ruoxi saw her boss had arrived and came over to ask her about the book exhibition.

Lin Gantang got busy, leaving Jiang Tongtong to pick up Wu Dalang and find a book to read by the window.

Lin Gantang’s main purpose today was to prepare for the book exhibition; communication was inefficient over WeChat, so she decided to come over and have a look in person.

After finishing up, Lin Gantang saw Jiang Tongtong browsing through books, with several already placed in front of her seat.

Lin Gantang flipped through them and identified these simple-lined yet brightly colored early childhood education picture books as ones Jiang Tongtong was picking out for Yi’an.

She nonchalantly grabbed a novel and sat down in the seat opposite, leisurely turning the pages.

After a couple of pages, someone behind her called out, “Tangtang?”

Lin Gantang turned around and saw Bei Bei in a strappy dress.

Her short hair had grown a bit longer, just reaching her neck, half-tied in a bun at the back of her head, giving off an energetic and playful vibe.

“Alone?” Bei Bei took a seat beside her.

“No, there’s someone else with me,” Lin Gantang replied.

Bei Bei glanced in the direction she pointed and saw the person she mentioned—Jiang Tongtong.