After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage-Chapter 1019 - : Little Thing Playing a Double Standard?

Chapter 1019: Chapter 1019: Little Thing Playing a Double Standard?

After the New Year’s Eve dinner, Lin Gantang was editing videos on her phone, her personal account’s short videos recording moments with Wen Yanqing, so that when they grew old, they could look back at memories that belonged solely to them.

As for the cat café and bookstore’s account, Lin Gantang edited those with such ease.

True, she had brought all the cat staff home for the New Year. No one could resist the charm of cats, and Lin Gantang, seeing Wen Rendong itching to groom Whisky, thought that the retired CEO also had great potential to be a cat slave.

It was just that the CEO was a bit too loving, the composed Blackie received a new thick gold chain, but Wen Rendong’s new favorite had become a nimble black Bombay cat “Panther.”

Panther had wandered into the store one day, freeloading food and drink, and had successfully landed itself a job by self-learning how to attend to guests.

Panther’s affection towards Wen Rendong was nothing to scoff at, completely ignoring him and turning away whenever he saw him, while Wen Rendong pretended not to notice, continuously calling out, “Panther, Panther.”

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Lin Gantang thought deeply, perhaps, the things you can’t have are always the best?

“What are you thinking about?” Wen Yanqing came over and sat beside her.

Seeing the rare harmony between the father and son, Lin Gantang suddenly suggested, “How about we take a family photo, before the baby is born?”

Wen Yanqing agreed immediately, “Okay, the second day of the new year is a good day, let’s do it then.”

Lin Gantang: ?

Do we really need to choose a specific day?

“I need to take a picture of the cats for the fans,” Lin Gantang didn’t think too much about it, directing Wen Yanqing, “Call Panther over.”

As for the other cats, Lin Gantang “rip—” tore open a package of cat snacks.

Wen Yanqing turned slightly, calling into the pitch dark, “Panther, come here.”

The Bombay cat leapt down and walked over, tail held high.

Wen Rendong, witnessing the whole scene, thought: Playing favorites, huh? Heh, intriguing.

After uploading the cat group photo, Lin Gantang also sent it to Ye Qiuqiu, a cat enthusiast who surprisingly didn’t react this time.

She must be busy, Lin Gantang thought.

Not until the next day did Lin Gantang see a post from Ye Qiuqiu on Moments that she had posted at midnight.

Turns out she was watching fireworks with her family last night.

Qianqian, with her hair tied up in cute tufts, looked adorable.

Ye’s father had Qianqian ride on his neck, his face full of tenderness.

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Ye’s mother held onto her daughter’s arm, unwilling to let go.

Lin Gantang zoomed in on the photo to see Ye Qiuqiu’s smiling face and couldn’t help but smile along with her.

But… where was Chen Haobo?

When Ye Qiuqiu said “We’re going back to my parents’ for the New Year,” Lin Gantang subconsciously assumed that “we” meant the three of them would go together.

The smile Lin Gantang had just raised faded bit by bit.

[Didn’t Haobo accompany you back?] Lin Gantang left a comment.

It was a long time before she saw Ye Qiuqiu’s reply: [Just me and my mother.][Everyone to their own homes, finding their own mothers.]

Lin Gantang held her phone, not putting it down for a long time.

Ye Qiuqiu, who had always valued maintaining her marriage, how could she possibly leave her husband behind on a day meant for family reunion.

She must have been hurt.

Lin Gantang called Ye Qiuqiu.

“Is there anything I can help with?”

“Tangtang, happy New Year,” Ye Qiuqiu deflected, “I just saw the group photo, the cats are so cute.”

“I’m being serious,” Lin Gantang said, “You are my best friend, don’t go through this alone.”

The other side was silent for a while, and finally, she heard her laugh, “How did you know?”

Lin Gantang said, “From your message reply, you didn’t even use your favorite emoji expressions.”

Ye Qiuqiu gave a bitter laugh, “Indeed, from a single message you know something is wrong with me. Some people, even when I’m standing right in front of them, they don’t know my mood.”

“Help me find a lawyer,” she finally said.