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Once back at the Yuanshui River area, Lin Gantang opened the cage, set up water and cat food for the kitty, and then heard Wen Yanqing calling her from the room.

She went over and asked, “What’s up?”

From the bathroom, Wen Yanqing said, “Are there any pajamas left in the wardrobe? I accidentally got mine wet earlier.”

Lin Gantang absentmindedly pulled out a different set of pajamas and handed them in, then returned to the bedside to check her phone that was charging.

Half an hour ago, Yin Zhen asked her: [Did you get it? How is it, bursting with hormones?]

Lin Gantang: [What?]

Yin Zhen, who rarely had time, immediately replied: [The magazine!]

[Ah? Oh, I forgot.]

Yin Zhen: […] Somewhat speechless.

[So you like looking at muscles?] Lin Gantang teased her: [Be careful Lin Fan gets jealous.]

[Shut up, why didn’t you show up when we had an appointment?] she retorted.

[I was busy tidying up at the villa, I’m living over at the Yuanshui River side now.] Lin Gantang answered.

Yin Zhen wasn’t satisfied with this answer: [Then come over another day. Why did Wen Yanqing’s secretary come instead? I reckon Wen Yanqing is the jealous one, not wanting you to see someone else’s body, right?]

Lin Gantang thought that was impossible: [Yanqing can’t see, so how would he know what I am looking at.]

[Did you get the magazine, then?] Yin Zhen asked.

Lin Gantang made an ‘ah’ sound: [I forgot to ask.]

[Hehe.] Yin Zhen reminded: [I’m afraid one day your husband will find out you’re eyeing other men and will just ban Fu Lin. He’s my cash cow, so after you’re done reading, you’d better hide that magazine well.]

Lin Gantang sent a laughing face emoji: [You’re exaggerating, Yanqing is not like that.]

[Are you sure?]

[Of course, my husband is reasonable and wouldn’t arbitrarily ruin someone’s future.] Lin Gantang said proudly.

Yin Zhen could hardly believe what she was hearing: [Your so-called good husband threatened me not to lead you astray not long ago.]

[Hmm? He mentioned you to me a while back too.]

Yin Zhen sneered inwardly. Ha, exposed, weren’t you? Wen must have been bad-mouthing her behind her back to Lin Gantang.

Yin Zhen scoffed: [Did he tell you to stay away from me?]

Lin Gantang was puzzled: [Why would you think that?]

Yin Zhen: [?] Then, what am I supposed to think?

[Yanqing praised you for being smart and capable, with a brain superior to many.] Lin Gantang cupped her face: [Yanqing is truly understanding and empathetic, he has never asked me to stay away from you.]

Yin Zhen: [!]

What game was Wen Yanqing playing?

[Alright, my husband just finished showering, I’m busy, talk later.]

Busy? Getting busy after a shower? Busy with men and women stuff?? Yin Zhen: [Lin Gantang, you’re getting more shameless, daring to say anything.]

Lin Gantang was bewildered.

I’m busy going to take a shower, what’s there to be bashful about saying?

She left her phone charging by the bedside, told Yanqing, and went straight into the bathroom.

Wen Yanqing glanced at Lin Gantang’s phone with its screen still lit, but didn’t touch it.

He casually towelled his hair and sat on the bed to open an email from an important client.

Before long, Lin Gantang was out of the shower, and he immediately locked the screen, grabbing the towel and continuing to dry his hair in boredom.

Lin Gantang’s long black hair hung down, her figure only wrapped in a large bath towel, tied over her full chest, with the skin exposed outside the towel steamed to a blush white. Her bare feet stepped on the wool rug as she walked to the wardrobe.

With her back to him, she slipped off the towel and picked up his clean white shirt to get dressed.

Wen Yanqing’s nose suddenly felt warm.