The next day, Lin Gantang rubbed her eyes awake and, not seeing Wen Yanqing by her side, slipped on a pair of shoes and left the room to look for him, only to find him on the terrace.
Wen Yanqing was on the phone, but when he heard Lin Gantang's footsteps, he turned around and hung up.
"You're up so early?" Lin Gantang stretched and yawned.
"Yeah, everything is ready at the villa, let's go stay there for a while today."
Lin Gantang immediately perked up at this, "Did you tell Dad?"
"I did. Dad said he will come to see us in a couple of days, and my brother and sister-in-law will come if they have time," Wen Yanqing answered.
Lin Gantang: "…I mean your dad."
"Heh, what's it to him?"
The double standard was clear, and the conflict between father and son was still unresolved.
Lin Gantang thought about it; after marrying in, Mr. Wen Rendong was quite nice to her under the same roof, even indulging the cats she brought with her to frolic everywhere.
