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Chapter 374 - 374:1 Don’t Want Tangtang to See These Things
Chapter 374 - 374:1 Don’t Want Tangtang to See These Things
Chapter 374:1 Don’t Want Tangtang to See These Things
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
It had not been long since he got together with her, and his boss had already learned the meaning of ‘lunch breaks’ and taking ‘leave early.’
Having dealt with the documents requiring immediate attention, Wen Yanqing put down his pen and tidied his clothes. He fished out his car key and left.
It must be private if he did not want anyone else to know about it.
Yi Qian eyed his boss, trying to convince himself that he was not envious, “I’m not jealous, nope! Besides, time away from work means less money for me. I love work; work loves me.”
Yi Qian squashed his envy into a tight ball and prepared himself for the hardships of a worker. A sudden tug on his arm forced him to turn around, standing face to face with Secretary Wang, whose eyes shone with barely concealed interest.
“No horseplay in the office,” Yi Qian lectured sternly. “You need to pay attention to your image.”
Secretary Wang ignored him, doing as she pleased. She winked at him, pointing to her neck. “Here, here. Heh, it’s exposed like this. Did you know Miss Lin was so possessive?”
“Why have you been staring at the boss all day?” Yi Qian frowned.
“Have I? I’ve been looking at the CP. Even if I were to explain, you wouldn’t understand. Forget it. I shan’t pester you for details.” Secretary Wang returned to her seat all giggly as she tapped away at her phone.
Yi Qian was pulled back to the secretarial group chat as he eyed his phone.
Ah. It seemed they needed more work.
It would be best to speak to the CEO before making further arrangements…
Wen Yanqing set off early to return to the Wen family. He had not forgotten what he had promised Mr. Lin.
At the Wen Family home…
Wen Rendong was very surprised to see him. He put down the newspaper and followed him into the study. “I’ll help you look for it. Are you staying for lunch?”
“It’s fine; I still have things to attend to.” Wen Yanqing rummaged through the old books on the bookshelf and found what he was looking for.
A Go manual? “What do you need it for?” Wen Rendong asked curiously. “I have more if you need others. Do you want me to get them?”
“I’m giving it to someone,” Wen Yanqing responded.
Why would he want to give them away? Wen Rendong could not bear the thought of parting with his collection. After all, he had spent years collecting the best of the best. But he endured and did not reveal his heartache. “That’s fine. I’ll give it to you. Those books can be quite rare; I would know! It took forever to get my hands on them.”
Wen Rendong retrieved a few other Go manuals and passed them to his son. Wen Yanqing flipped through them, saying, “Thank you.”
Wen Yanqing had thanked him. His son had thanked him! Did he finally realize how awesome he was? Wen Rendong was delighted. “Who is it for?” he asked.
Wen Yanqing did not answer. Wen Rendong was used to his son’s indifference and said, “It’s alright if you don’t want to answer me; I shall not press the issue. I hear you’re living with Gantang… Make sure you’re good to her, alright? Maybe have her join us for dinner.”
“I like how you are now, so let’s not spout nonsense now, shall we?” Wen Yanqing’s words were arrows through his father’s heart. “If you’d like to have us over for dinner, perhaps you should deal with that lover of yours first. I don’t want to sully Tangtang’s eyes with your disgraceful mess.”
Wen Yanqing had always been single-minded, while his father, Wen Rendong, was shamelessly promiscuous.
It wasn’t easy for him to get where he was now with Gantang; he was not about to let his father jeopardize his relationship with her.
Wen Rendong coughed guiltily. “Eh? What little lover?”
Wen Yanqing glanced at the things peeking under his father’s desk and sneered.
Wen Rendong did not understand what his son was referring to until he looked in the direction his son was looking. His face instantly paled, and a chill went down his spine when he saw a pair of black lace stockings.
He had thought she was a sweet woman. How could he have known she had such deviant tastes?
Wen Rendong sent a text message to the owner of the stockings to end the relationship. Soon, his phone rang.
Wen Rendong pressed the mute button and ignored her..