Chapter 271 - Chapter 271: Do You Think I’m Here To Listen To Your Explanation?
Chapter 271: Do You Think I’m Here To Listen To Your Explanation?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the past two days, Wen Yanqing and Lin Gantang had bought a lot of New Year’s goods together. After they had finished their purchases for the Lin family, they also added many things for the house at Yuanshui River.
They even bought a beautiful rocking chair because Lin Gantang said she wanted to sit at the balcony and enjoy the scenery outside.
With the mini red lanterns in the living room, the exquisite red calla lily landscape bonsai beside the television, and even the cheery little sweater on the tabby cat, the house gradually showed signs of Lin Gantang’s care.
How could he allow others to destroy the happiness he had obtained step by step?
On the 30th, Yin He was discharged from the hospital.
Wen Yanqing stroked the tabby cat lying beside him, changed into his coat, and walked out of the door.
At the Yin residence.
Wen Yanqing stood on the road outside the house. He did not knock on the door and waited calmly.
It was not until the sound of a car engine reached his ears that the Yin family’s car stopped at the side.
He raised his head.
Yin Hongjiang had personally picked Yin He up from the hospital. He did not expect to see Wen Yanqing at the door.
Yin Hongjiang was pleasantly surprised. He got out of the car and courteously shook hands with Wen Yanqing, a smile on his face. “It’s rare for Mr. Wen to come to my humble abode. Why didn’t you let me know? I made you wait at the door and wasted your time.”
“Uncle Yin is too polite.” Wen Yanqing clasped his hand politely and smiled. “I heard that Yin He was discharged from the hospital today. I happened to pass by and wanted to talk to him. Is it convenient?”
“It’s convenient, it’s convenient! Wait a moment,” Yin Hongjiang said, grinning. “I’ll get someone to help Yin He out of the car first.”
The chauffeur got out the wheelchair and helped Yin He onto it.
“Uncle Yin, I want to talk to Yin He alone.” Wen Yanqing stepped forward to support the wheelchair.
Yin Hongjiang did not hesitate at all. He was even happy to see it happen. It was a good thing that Yin He and Wen Yanqing could talk.
The chauffeur drove off, leaving Wen Yanqing and Yin He alone. Yin He knew that he had no relationship with the other party, so he was suspicious of Wen Yanqing looking for him.
“I wonder what Mr. Wen wants to talk to me about?” Yin He asked politely.
Wen Yanqing stood still and sized up Yin He.
The person in front of him had an outstanding appearance that could probably attract many girls. In front of others, he was a polite gentleman who knew how to behave appropriately. However, behind others, his actions were contemptible.
“I thought you were a smart person and would be able to guess the reason I’m looking for you,” Wen Yanqing said calmly.
“Is it because of Tangtang?” Yin He’s eyes flashed. “I don’t think I can find any other reason.”
Wen Yanqing’s expression gradually darkened when he heard the way he addressed Lin Gantang and knew that the latter was still harboring evil intentions and was even trying to sow discord.
“You shouldn’t have looked for her, and you shouldn’t have challenged my patience,” Wen Yanqing said.
Yin He denied it. “I don’t know what Mr. Wen is talking about. But if you are referring to Gantang, I just want to say that it is normal for me to interact with her as a friend. Mr. Wen, you shouldn’t over-interpret our relationship.”
“Do you think I’m here to listen to your explanation?” Wen Yanqing looked down at him in the wheelchair and released his grip on the wheelchair.
The wheelchair slid back a few inches, and Yin He quickly reached out to control it. His movements were rusty, so he forcefully pressed the wheels with his hands to stop it.
However, at this moment, a black car sped towards him. Yin He was so frightened that his eyes widened. His body stiffened and he couldn’t escape. His heart was beating fast and his breathing stopped. After his brain froze, all his senses seemed to have been shut down. Only his vision remained. His opened eyes watched the car approaching mercilessly.
He wanted to shout for help, but all he saw was a pair of extremely cold and indifferent eyes beneath Wen Yanqing’s slightly curled hair that had been blown up by the wind..