Chapter 595 - What Can I Say?
Chapter 595 - What Can I Say?
What Can I Say?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Lin Gantang said that she wanted to take Sweet Wine away, Mr. Lin looked as if his precious treasure was being taken away from him. This matter had suddenly escalated to the level of filial piety.
Lin Gantang thought to herself, “What else can I say?”
Sweet Wine had adapted well to the Lin family, and Mr. Lin really liked it. Her own father had to go along with it, so Lin Gantang nodded in agreement.
Mr. Lin caressed the cat in satisfaction. His tone became kind. “Do you still want to run a bookstore? Dad will help you open another?”
Lin Gantang thought of Wen Yanqing’s current situation and shook her head. “Not for the time being. At the very least, I’ll wait for Yanqing’s vision to improve. I plan to accompany him for the time being. He must be having a hard time adapting after suddenly losing his sight.”
“I don’t know whose temperament yours is similar to. You were so stubborn with Gu Zhichuan that you didn’t even listen to Dad. Now that you’re with Yanqing, you’re still completely devoted to him.” Mr. Lin shook his head. “Luckily, Yanqing is a good person. Otherwise, you would weep to death sooner or later.”
“Like you. Weren’t you the same with my mom?” Lin Gantang laughed.
He was devoted. Her mother passed away for so many years, yet he had never thought of remarrying.
“Besides, without Yanqing in this life, I won’t fall in love or get married. No one can hurt me.” Lin Gantang snorted. “The company’s dividends are enough for me to spend anyway. It’s so much fun being single and rich.”
Mr. Lin tutted. He hadn’t expected her to want to be alone for the rest of her life.
Fortunately, there was still Wen Yanqing. Otherwise, this piglet would have fallen into his hands.
“Since you’re home, let’s have dinner together tonight. I’ll ask your brother to come back early,” Mr. Lin said.
Lin Gantang nodded. After all, she hadn’t accompanied her dad for a long time.
“I’m going upstairs to see Xiao An,” she said.
She walked to the second floor, and Ximi, who had eaten its fill, followed behind her.
When she entered the room, Aunt Ke had just finished feeding him milk and was putting down the bottle. She then changed Little Yi’an’s diapers.
Auntie Ke wiped him clean and turned around to see Lin Gantang at the door. She thus picked Yi’an up again to wash his buttocks with warm water. Seeing Lin Gantang come in and keeping her gaze on them, she said very carefully, “A baby’s buttocks needs to be kept clean so that it won’t develop a rash. Look at Xiao Bao, he’s so fresh.”
After Aunt Ke put the diapers back on Little Yi’an, Lin Gantang held the baby in her arms.
Lin Gantang teased him. Little Yi’an’s black eyes were looking at her, but he wasn’t as lively as when she carried him previously.
“Is Xiao An not feeling well today?” Lin Gantang asked Auntie Ke.
“He should be tired. He usually sleeps for a while after drinking milk.”
Sure enough, after carrying him for a while, Little Yi’an yawned in her arms.
Lin Gantang saw that there was quite a bit of milk left in the milk bottle on the table. She picked it up to take a look and realized that it was cool in her hand. She frowned imperceptibly.
“I’ll wash it.” Auntie Ke hurriedly took it when she saw this.
“Why isn’t it warm?” Lin Gantang asked.
“I prepared it with warm water. It’ll cool down naturally after a while.” Aunt Ke chuckled. “I’ve learned some professional and systematic knowledge about how to raise a child. Don’t worry, Miss Lin.”
Lin Gantang nodded and patted Little Yi’an. Soon, he fell asleep.
Lin Gantang gently placed him back into the crib. However, just as she was about to pull her hand away, Little Yi’an twisted his body and started crying.
Lin Gantang carried him once more.
Little Yi’an stopped crying and even smacked his little mouth.
“Give him to me,” Aunt Ke said, coming forward and reaching out. “I’ll put him down.”
This time, Aunt Ke was very careful. Little Yi’an did not cry. Lin Gantang had been watching from the side. She realized that Aunt Ke was a little nervous, perhaps because of pressure or something else..