Chapter 883: Looking for me so early, missing me already?
When Wen Yanqing left, Lin Gantang was still asleep.
She was sleeping so soundly that Wen Yanqing couldn’t bear to wake her; he kissed her gently and then quietly closed the bedroom door.
Being pregnant, Lin Gantang wasn’t suited for long-distance travel, and adding to that Wen Yanqing’s mission was an important one, she didn’t want to follow and distract him from his work.
Upon waking, the bedside was already empty. Lin Gantang picked up her phone to check the message Wen Yanqing had left for her.
Lin Gantang replied to him, so he would see it once he got off the plane, then stretched lazily and went to freshen up.
While she was brushing her teeth, Mr. Lin called to ask if she wanted him to send the driver, Lin Gantang rinsed her mouth and said, “No need, I’ll drive myself. Dad, are you calling me so early because you miss me?”
“Flattered, you think I would miss you if Tongtong hadn’t mentioned during breakfast that you’d be coming back? I would have completely forgotten,” Mr. Lin said she was thinking too much, “Bring Big Mi and the others home, no need to go there to feed them anymore.”
“Got it,” Lin Gantang said languidly.
After hanging up and finishing her morning routine, Lin Gantang went to the kitchen to get her breakfast, which had been kept warm. She took a bite at the table and felt warmth flooding her heart.
He must’ve been up early preparing breakfast even though he was in such a hurry—she wondered what time he started.
Feeling overwhelmingly happy, Lin Gantang snapped a picture of her breakfast and posted it on Moments with a bright red heart.
After finishing her meal and tidying up, she took the three cats from her home and drove back to the Lin family’s house.
Butler Lu came over to help bring the cats inside, and after not finding her father, Lin Gantang learned from Auntie Zhang he was in the small garden, so she leisurely walked over there.
Mr. Lin, wearing a straw hat, was tending to the roses in the garden, the sunlight casting slanted shadows over him.
The patch of roses in front of him was pink, which surprised Lin Gantang as she approached, “Dad, when did you plant pink roses?”
Mr. Lin turned around and smiled at her when he saw her, “I planted them a while ago. They are blooming for the first time this year.”
The outer petals of the pink blossoms were tenderly unfolding while the inner layers remained tightly closed, swaying gently in the summer breeze.
Lin Gantang reached out her hand, but Mr. Lin slapped it away: “You can pick any other color, but leave the pink ones alone, I need them.”
Seeing him pruning and caring for them so meticulously, with a watering can tilted against the tree root and the soil moist,
“Fine, I won’t pick them.” She glanced at the blue sky, shielding her face from the sun, “It’s getting hotter, Dad, how much longer are you going to work on this?”
“Such a delicate princess,” Mr. Lin complained while he took the straw hat off and placed it on her head, “I’m almost done. Go back to the house and help your sister-in-law with Yi’an.”
Lin Gantang did as he said and saw Jiang Tongtong placing the child on the floor. Little Yi’an, full and in good spirits, lay on the soft blanket with his little belly down and limbs flailing randomly. While trying to crawl forward, he had instead learned to scoot backwards.
Lin Gantang couldn’t help but snort with laughter.
The mother was already laughing heartily, filming the scene while her son, like a car in reverse, stopped only when his backside bumped into the napping orange cat on the soft blanket.
The orange cat, squashed beneath a diaper-clad bottom, quietly got up and walked away, seemingly knowing better than to mess with a baby.
“It’s his first time moving around, um… if you can call it moving,” Jiang Tongtong couldn’t stop laughing.
“He just learned to sit and now the little guy wants to crawl?” Lin Gantang used a toy to coax him to move forward, but Little Yi’an didn’t budge, only managing to scoot further away the more he struggled, getting so frustrated that he started to cry, much to the amusement of the adults.
Hours later, Wen Yanqing messaged to say he had landed. On his way to the hotel, he saw Lin Gantang’s Moments and his eyes filled with mirth. He commented back with a heart of his own.