Lin Gantang was an upright person; she was not afraid of gossip or rumors. She did not feel an ounce of guilt since she was open and aboveboard.
"Don't let your imagination run wild." Lin Gantang comforted Wen Yanqing. "I'll go to Yin Zhen's company less often in the future. If I meet other artistes, I don't know how they'll spin it if I'm photographed again."
She was taken, and she cherished her reputation and hated unwarranted misunderstandings.
Wen Yanqing was happy, but he did not show it. "Don't worry. I'm not imagining things."
"What would you do if I really cheated on you?" Lin Gantang leaned against his pillow and shook her pale feet. She suddenly wanted to know.
"I'll tie you up and lock you up at home. Don't even think about having a good time."
Lin Gantang did not expect to hear such angry words. She guffawed. "Mr. Wen, your thoughts are very dangerous. Please do not go against the law."
