Chapter 325: People in Love Don’t Have Hands
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After Wen Yanqing learned that Gu Zhichuan was here, he looked around and finally found a man in a suit behind the finance bookshelf.
Wen Yanqing turned the watch on his wrist and stared at the figure. Lin Gantang returned to her book and did not notice Wen Yanqing’s attention wandering elsewhere.
Gu Zhichuan seemed to have sensed Wen Yanqing’s gaze. With a book in hand, he looked back expressionlessly.
Wen Yanqing played with a strand of Lin Gantang’s hair, smiling at the man a few aisles down. Gu Zhichuan’s grip turned into a vice. Without saying a word, he spun on his heel and left.
Wen Yanqing saw him appear on the street shortly after he went downstairs and exited the shop.
It was not like him to leave like this. Wen Yanqing’s gaze was as calm as water in a still pool.
Lin Gantang tucked her stray strand of hair and continued reading quietly.
“How is it?” Wen Yangqing asked, curious.
“Hmm, it’s not bad. What time is the dinner reservation?” Lin Gantang flipped to the next page, looking up at him.
“I’ll tell you when you need to be ready. Take a look,” Wen Yanqing said.
Many people had seen Lin Gantang’s live stream. People living nearby came to pick up the kittens, and now they were down two. Lin Gantang had the chance to observe Qin Ruoxi handle the adoption matters efficiently and on time.
The weather was getting warmer, and the days were getting longer. Wen Yanqing brought her to a Western restaurant when the sky turned dark.
The soft, dulcet notes of a piano being played in the background could be heard, creating a warm, romantic environment for all the patrons enjoying a meal in the restaurant.
Wen Yanqing considerately pulled out the seat for Lin Gantang.
A mellow red wine was served under the auspices of a charming candlelit dinner, its glow dancing in light and shadow.
Lin Gantang finished her meal before Wen Yanqing. She propped her chin up with a hand as she watched him cut his steak elegantly. Under the dim light, his eyes appeared especially gentle.
“Do I look that good?” Wen Yanqing teased, placing the piece of steak before Lin Gantang.
“Yes, you do. You’re a feast for the eyes.” Lin Gantang picked up the piece of steak and fed it to him. As she watched him open his mouth wide, snapping the food up, she suddenly thought of a saying. She smiled deviously. “No wonder Qiuqiu said that people in love don’t need long arms. This must be what she meant.”
There was neither a need for him to cut the steak into such small pieces nor a reason for her to feed him. Wen Yanqing had grown up with a silver spoon; even if his shoelaces came undone, someone would help him re-tie it.
Wen Yanqing guffawed.
“No, let me take a picture.” Lin Gantang fished out her phone, ready to take a picture.
Not only was there delicious food in front of her, but there was also a handsome man. If life could treat her to the sight every day, she would have something to be smug about.
Lin Gantang pressed the camera button, and a box popped up on her phone saying that she did not have enough memory space.
Why didn’t she have enough memory?
“What’s wrong?” Wen Yanqing asked when he saw her puzzled expression.
“How big is the storage space of the phone you bought for me?” She felt it must have been pretty low.
“Let me see.” Wen Yanqing took the phone and opened her settings.
Lin Gantang handed her phone to Wen Yanqing because she trusted him.
He ate the foie gras, scooped up some Marseilles fish soup, and ate without looking.
Lin Gantang glanced at him, then quietly picked up a lemon slice and brought it to his mouth…
Wen Yanqing ate it without warning.
“Amazing,” she laughed, “You eat anything you’re given.”
A strong sourness spread in his mouth. Wen Yanqing finally realized what he had eaten and glared at Lin Gantang, swallowing the lemon without a grimace. Lin Gantang was speechless—Wen Yanqing was too ruthless to himself! Who would swallow a lemon wedge like that?
“Do you know why there’s no memory? Come over and take a look,” said Wen Yanqing.
Lin Gantang put down her knife and fork and leaned over for a look. She saw a row of videos posted by Ye Qiuqiu.
“Aren’t you going to take a look?” Wen Yanqing raised his eyebrows.
That’s right. Before she could do much else, Lin Gantang curiously clicked on the Daily Production Report..
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