Chapter 926 - Chapter 926: Chapter 926 Watching Scandals with Husband

Chapter 926: Chapter 926 Watching Scandals with Husband

They had just finished their noodles when Big Mi, unable to find food, became so anxious that she started climbing up the legs of the chairs, struggling persistently without success.

Lin Gantang plucked the cat off and set her on the floor, then rose and casually took the bowls into the kitchen.

Big Mi followed her closely, unwilling to leave. Wherever Lin Gantang went, the cat followed, and when Lin Gantang sat down on the sofa to watch TV, the cat squatted on the floor facing her, staring intently at her.

Lin Gantang gave in; this kitten was unlike Big Mi and Yin Zhen’s Ragdoll – not only clingy but also particularly stubborn. Even though she had fed her cat food, the kitten wanted fish now and, not getting any, she resorted to sulking and sticking to Lin Gantang, refusing to leave.

Such a glutton, Lin Gantang was somewhat worried about the honeymoon period of boarding with her dad, that she might deplete all the cat snacks at her father’s house.

Lin Gantang found some leftover fish in the fridge and was about to steam it when Big Mi jumped up, grabbed it directly, and dragged it away.

Lin Gantang: …

Oh buddy, sending your wife to annoy me, so you strike first when the fish comes out?

Lin Gantang complained, “Big Mi, come back here, the fish is cold.”

Big Mi wouldn’t listen, and even Big Mi Million ran off with her.

Lin Gantang, left with no choice but to chase after the cat, heard Wen Yanqing say, “Tangtang, it’s Ye Qiuqiu’s call.”

Wen Yanqing saw Big Mi trying to dash past his feet and quickly grabbed it.

Lin Gantang went to answer the phone.

“Tang, I think I’ve caused you some trouble,” Ye Qiuqiu said guiltily over the phone.

Lin Gantang was puzzled, “What trouble? Did you commit arson or murder?”

“It’s not that serious,” Ye Qiuqiu paused, realizing she seemed unaware, and asked, “What are you doing?”

“Feeding the cat.”

“I think… stop feeding the cat for now, and check out the celebrity news online?” Ye Qiuqiu suggested.

Lin Gantang asked, “Celebrity news? Did your husband trend online? Or is it your goose?”

Ye Qiuqiu rustled the bedsheet, “emmm… Fu Lin and you are in the news.”

“???” Lin Gantang was baffled, “Why would I be in the news?”

Carrying her confusion, she hung up the call and then opened the entertainment section of her browser.

As Wen Yanqing came out of the kitchen after dealing with the fish, he asked, “What news?”

He came to sit beside her and they looked at the screen together.

What’s it like to watch your own scandal with your husband?

Lin Gantang maintained, it was truly thrilling.

Not only was it in the most conspicuous spot on the page, but it also was being pushed in a carousel.

[Fu Lin’s rumored romance exposed, girlfriend allegedly close friend of the CEO.]

Due to Fu Lin’s popularity, the text headline on the page included a bright red “Hot” label.

Lin Gantang suddenly remembered the paparazzo she had encountered in the parking lot.

The article described in detail how the two had arrived at the company one after the other, deliberately staggered their timings, and seemed to leave in the same direction for a date. The marketer speculated Fu Lin’s rise to fame was because he had connections with a close friend of the CEO, hence the company’s resources were biased towards him.

The content suggested Fu Lin wasn’t simply dating a girl; rather, he was leveraging his rich connections for career advancement, a move that easily triggered doubts or disdain among fans and bystanders.

Most importantly, the last time Fu Lin was involved in a scandal, the female lead was the same person as this time.

Pictures of the women from both scandals were put up for comparison. This time, the photos were very clear, and Lin Gantang immediately recognized herself in the pictures.

There were no pictures together, but the logical sequence of events after analysis was unusually smooth, “with reason and evidence,” directly proving the rumors.

Lin Gantang: I’m amazed, was the shooting angle tricky enough that Ye Qiuqiu next to me was invisible?

Wen Yanqing squinted at the pictures on the phone, lightly tapping his fingers.

At the same moment, Fu Lin, who was shoved a tablet by his agent to see the news, thought: … I’m screwed.