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[I’ve mailed them to you, remember to check your mailbox when they arrive.]

Ye Qiuqiu was extremely excited: [Thanks, bro! I love you so much!!]

[Hehe, I knew you would love the autographed version. Let me tell you, your hubby’s photos turned out really handsome!] Lin Gantang said.

Ye Qiuqiu howled: [I want to see them right now ahhh don’t tempt me!]

[Calm down, I’ll give you some others next time.] Lin Gantang was very composed.

Ye Qiuqiu sent a long string of hearts, as if afraid of not expressing enough affection.

Lin Gantang couldn’t help but chuckle and put down her phone to continue grooming Big Mi’s fur.

Big Mi rolled over, spreading out its limbs and exposing its belly.

Lin Gantang thought it was extremely cute and bent down to snuggle the cat, but Big Mi reached out a paw to push her face away.

Lin Gantang: …Fine, I won’t kiss you then.

She put down Big Mi and picked up Blackie from the sofa.

“Meow.” The tabby cat squeezed into her lap, nudging Blackie.

Big Mi clamoring for attention was nothing new, and Lin Gantang nonchalantly petted the other cats.

At that moment, the doorbell rang. Lin Gantang got up and walked to the door, peered through the peephole, and then opened the door.

Shi Jun had come.

Lin Gantang greeted him with a smile, inviting him in: “Yanqing mentioned you were coming, didn’t expect it to be so soon, what would you like to drink? Juice or tea?”

Shi Jun held up what he brought and said with a laugh, “I think beer is more appropriate.”

“You take a seat.” Lin Gantang called out to Wen Yanqing inside.

She was followed by four cats, two of which weren’t shy around the visitor and curiously lingered around, while the other two stuck close to Lin Gantang like little tails.

Shi Jun watched them with interest.

After a little while, Wen Yanqing came out, and Lin Gantang led him to the sofa to sit down before fetching a few cans of beer, and poured a glass of warm water for Wen Yanqing.

“I’ll go check on the pastries in the oven,” Lin Gantang said, and then she went into the kitchen.

Shi Jun placed the food he brought on the coffee table and started to open them one by one.

“Barbecue?” Wen Yanqing raised an eyebrow, “Not eating your steak, foie gras, or salmon?”

Shi Jun laughed heartily: “You really have a keen nose.”

He handed a skewer to Wen Yanqing, saying with glee, “Do you know where I bought these? At that place your father-in-law frequents.”

“You also went to the old town area?”

Shi Jun laughed openly: “It’s not just me now, many are curious about what makes the barbecue favored by your father-in-law so special, whether it’s better than five-star hotels, to make him take off his suit and lower his status to go to that cramped place.”

Wen Yanqing chuckled: “My dad climbed up from the bottom, an ordinary small company. Talking about status and suits, he’d be angry if he heard that.”

Shi Jun noticed how smoothly Wen Yanqing called him “Dad” and couldn’t help but look at him a bit longer, sensing his closeness to Mr. Lin over his biological father.

Compared to Wen Rendong, Mr. Lin was indeed more approachable and caring towards his children.

It was no wonder that Wen Yanqing felt closer to him.

“Today when I went there, I saw CEO Feng’s secretary also waiting for the barbecue,” Shi Jun said, finding it funnier the more he spoke, “Your dad’s influence is quite large, and his retirement life seems rich.”

Wen Yanqing let out a laugh.

A sweet aroma wafted from the kitchen, and Shi Jun glanced towards it, but the wall blocked his view of Lin Gantang’s figure.

There were cats, a partner, a home filled with the warmth of life.

He looked around with a touch of sentiment and said to Wen Yanqing, “Every time I come here, it feels warmer than the last. Is this the life you wanted now?”

Wen Yanqing smiled gently: “Of course, it is.”