After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Chapter 870: Chapter 870: That Won’t Do, No Way

Mr. Lin discussed business with Wen Yanqing, during which Aunt Zhong came over from the supermarket with a lot of ingredients.

After sitting for a while, Mr. Lin saw that Lin Gantang was in good spirits during her pregnancy and felt at ease. When the time was almost up, he prepared to leave, “I’ve arranged to meet with CEO Feng at the horse ranch, so I’m heading off now.”

“Dad, be careful when you’re riding, don’t go too fast,” Lin Gantang advised.

“Hmph, you and your brother are both fusspots. I’m not a child, am I?”

Mr. Lin waved his hand and left.

That evening, Lin Zhaonan called to say that their father had twisted his ankle at the horse ranch.

Lin Gantang was annoyed, thinking to herself that he had just said he wasn’t a child, and yet he wasn’t careful.

“Are you at home? I’ll come back to see Dad.”

“It’s already ten. You’re pregnant, you should go to bed early. I’ve accompanied him to the hospital, and it was just a simple sprain, nothing serious. He’ll rest at home for a few days and will be fine, so don’t worry,” Lin Zhaonan told her there was no need to make a special trip, “You can visit tomorrow if you like, but for now, you should rest well.”

The next day.

Wen Rendong, who had heard the news from who knows where, came to visit Lin Mingzhuo, knowing about his sprained ankle.

Mr. Lin was very surprised, as this was Wen Rendong’s first visit to the Lin family’s house.

Wen Rendong came under the guise of visiting, but in reality, he had another matter in mind.

Aunt Zhong had casually mentioned something the day before after finishing her work, which she had overheard Mr. Lin say to Lin Gantang.

Yesterday, Mr. Lin talked a lot with his children, and he seemed to have the intention of having Lin Gantang move back to her parental home to live.

Lin Gantang didn’t have a mother-in-law, and Mr. Lin believed he had more experience in taking care of children than Wen Rendong, as the Lin family had experience with children.

Upon learning this, Wen Rendong thought, take away my daughter-in-law and the child? That can’t happen, no way.

So Wen Rendong personally went to the Lin family’s door, happily handing gifts to Lu Yuan.

“Your injury isn’t serious, is it?” Wen Rendong asked with concern.

“Just a twist, really no need for you to make this trip,” Mr. Lin said warmly, instructing Auntie Zhang to bring out the good tea from the house.

“We’re family, it’s only right to come.”

After some polite conversation, Wen Rendong placed the dowry he had prepared in front of Lin Mingzhuo, “I’ve been meaning to bring this over for a while, but I was worried it might not be enough and would slight Tangtang, so I kept adding to it. Finally, I felt it was presentable. Here, I’ve brought the dowry right away.”

In his heart, Wen Rendong was secretly thinking that by accepting the Wen family’s dowry, Lin Gantang would become part of the Wen family, and there would be no talking of taking her back to her own home to live. Absolutely not.

The child must be held by me, Wen Rendong.

Mr. Lin was unaware of the chaotic thoughts stirring in his mind; all he worried about was Lin Gantang’s lack of experience, and that if she were at her parental home, she could get help with any issues. He had no idea that Wen Rendong was secretly trying to contend for who would get to hold the child.

Picking up the most eye-catching “Share Transfer Agreement,” he flipped through the numbers inside, appearing calm on the surface but quite pleased internally.

His daughter was valued, how could he not be happy?

He didn’t need to look at the other gifts; just the transfer of shares in the Shengfang plaza signified plenty of sincerity.

His daughter could lie there like a salted fish for the rest of her life and still not spend it all.

However, he also didn’t dismiss the possibility that Wen Rendong gave more upon seeing Lin Gantang was pregnant.

Mr. Lin remembered that Wen Rendong wanted to hold his grandchild.

“My dear counterpart, we, the Lin family, accept the dowry. Tangtang is the apple of my eye, and I will hand over all these items to her,” Mr. Lin said smilingly, “I went to Yanqing’s house yesterday and saw how loving the young couple was. As a father, I was so happy. Talking about kids, Yanqing said he especially hoped for a daughter. Ah? By the way, do you fancy a granddaughter?”

Mr. Lin asked straightforwardly; could Wen Rendong say he didn’t like it? If he dared to say no, Lin Mingzhuo wouldn’t take it lying down; he would probably throw the dowry back in his face and tell him to take it where it came from.

After all, his son only had eyes for Lin Gantang.