After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

When Wen Yanqing sat down by the bed, Lin Gantang put down his phone and grabbed the hair dryer to dry his hair.

The short strands of hair passed through her fingertips, slightly damp.

After blowing his hair, Lin Gantang gave him a head massage and asked, “Does it hurt now?”

“It doesn’t hurt.”

“Tell me the truth.”

“It really doesn’t hurt, it’s not a continuous pain, it feels okay now,” Wen Yanqing said.

Lin Gantang was slightly relieved, “Remember to speak up if you’re not feeling well, you’re not allowed to endure it in silence, understand?”

“Okay.”

After massaging for a while, Lin Gantang said, “I had someone stock up on daily necessities for the villa this afternoon. The environment there is nice, would you like to go stay there with me for a few days?”

“Okay.”

“Don’t just agree, you have a share in that villa too,” Lin Gantang pinched his face.

Wen Yanqing let her knead his face, saying, “Let’s plant a patch of Eryngium flowers beside the main building.”

Lin Gantang recalled the appearance of Eryngium, “I didn’t expect you to like Eryngium; it doesn’t stand out much on its own.”

“You gave me a bouquet of Eryngium on my birthday, and I thought it was beautiful.”

His voice weaved into her ear, murmuring intimately, “And the Chinese roses and roses, all very beautiful.”

Lin Gantang kept it in mind.

She touched his hair, and it was dry.

“Let’s go to sleep,” Lin Gantang pulled him down to bed, lying on her side next to him, looking at his face so close to hers, her voice slightly aggrieved, “Can we not fight anymore in the future, okay? I haven’t slept well for several days.” Wen Yanqing felt guilty, “Okay, from now on, I’ll listen to everything you say.” Lin Gantang was easy to coax; after all, if two people constantly argue over every little thing, it’s just too exhausting.

She lay there for a while, turned over, and after not being able to sleep for a bit, she turned back again.

Wen Yanqing, sensing her restlessness, asked softly, “Can’t sleep?”

“I’m thinking about something,” Lin Gantang turned back over to face him, and said, “What do you think the wedding night should be, the day we registered our marriage or the day we hold the wedding ceremony?”

Wen Yanqing couldn’t help but laugh, the room’s light reflecting into his eyes, shinning in tiny fragments.

Lin Gantang hadn’t seen his smile for many days, and when he smiled, it felt as if the flowers in her heart were blooming gently with his grin.

She couldn’t resist kissing his lips, feeling happiness in her heart, wanting to get closer to him, to touch him.

Wen Yanqing held her in his arms, the corner of his mouth curving, “For adults, any day they choose is the day.”

Lin Gantang took the opportunity to cling to him, “Then let’s make it today, our wedding night, and you better not just lie there.”

Wen Yanqing laughed, “What exactly do you want to do to this patient of yours, you said yourself you haven’t slept well for several days, do you still have the energy to mess with me?”

Lin Gantang bit his lip, almost crawling on top of him, cooing and humming on him.

Wen Yanqing rolled over to lie on his side, imprisoning her against his chest, “Be good, the early stages of pregnancy aren’t suitable for intercourse.”

Lin Gantang, who was still squirming just a second before, suddenly stiffened the next.

She glanced guiltily at Wen Yanqing, stopped moving, and obediently lay still, “Um… about the baby, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you?” “Hmm?”

“You’ve made me cry these past few days, do you feel especially guilty?” Lin Gantang said, then coughed slightly, “I also have something I’m quite sorry about. Let’s call it even, and neither of us holds a grudge, okay?”

Wen Yanqing, “What is it?”

“Will you agree? Please agree, come on, agree quickly,” Lin Gantang pressed him.

Wen Yanqing, worn down, “Okay, I agree, so what is it?”

Lin Gantang decided to come clean, “I’m not pregnant, I tricked you into marriage.”

Wen Yanqing, “…”