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“You’re older than me and you’re calling me ‘sister’ for the sake of money.” Lin Gantang yanked back the hem of her clothes. “Don’t call me ‘sister,’ otherwise, in front of Yanqing, I’ll call you ‘dear brother’.”

Le Yu retracted his hand in fright.

Dear brother? His life was probably in danger.

In the evening, Wen Yanqing came over to take her home.

However, because the bookstore’s manager had not yet been recruited, Lin Gantang was busy until later; it was dark by the time she went back.

When Lin Gantang got home, she took a bath, washing away the fatigue, dressed in a nightgown, and came out to find Wen Yanqing sitting quietly at the desk, busy with something.

On closer inspection, Wen Yanqing was writing the names of the guests, and the gold-embossed wedding invitations were neatly stacked together.

“This can be handled by the wedding team, we just have to check it,” said Lin Gantang, worried he might tire himself out.

Wen Yanqing said with a smile, “I want to prepare every detail of your and my wedding myself.”

Lin Gantang casually flipped through a few invitations, most of the names at the front where business partners. She watched as Wen Yanqing wrote “Gu Zhichuan” on a blank invitation, her eyes froze.

It wasn’t the entire Gu family that was invited, only Gu Zhichuan.

“Why are you inviting him?” Lin Gantang muttered unwillingly, “Inviting an ex-boyfriend to the wedding? I don’t think it’s necessary.”

After waiting for the ink to dry, Wen Yanqing folded the invitation and placed it on top of the stack, leisurely saying, “I’m a generous man. After all, he’s just an ex-boyfriend. We’ve known each other; of course, we should invite him to witness your happiness.”

“Even if you invite him, he might not come back.”

The relationship between the Lin and Gu families had been quite tense at that time, after all.

“Really? Is he that petty?” Wen Yanqing looked surprised and pondered over the invitation, “But I’ve already written it, let’s just send it. We should share the joy of our love with more people.”

“Well… alright, if you like it.”

Lin Gantang lifted her damp hair, slowly wiping it with a towel: “I want to sleep early tonight, you better not disturb me.”

“Do you have plans for tomorrow?” Wen Yanqing asked.

“The bookstore has just opened, there are many odds and ends to deal with, and we still haven’t hired a manager. I need to go early to arrange things.”

“Okay.”

Wen Yanqing agreed and then got busy until his phone vibrated. He picked it up, saw the caller ID, and said to Lin Gantang, “I’m going to take a call.”

Wen Yanqing stepped onto the quiet balcony.

“Mr. Wen, tonight, Feng Yangyang boarded a bus back to C City. She took all her personal belongings, presumably planning to settle down at the destination,” the caller reported.

“Is there anyone else with her?” Wen Yanqing asked.

“No, she’s been living alone in another city, not working, apparently planning to come back.”

“Got it,” Wen Yanqing said gravely, “About that person you were instructed to investigate regarding Ms. Ruan’s car accident, have you found him?”

“Preliminary clues indicate that the person is currently in S City. We’ve already sent someone to make contact.”

Wen Yanqing looked at the Ferris wheel in the distance, his gaze dark: “Good, bring the person to C City. If they are unwilling, you can offer whatever it takes to interest them, no matter the cost.”

“Can do,” the person on the phone said. “Also, we have obtained Feng Yangyang’s medical report and the evidence of her contact with Shi Muzhen. Should I send them to your email first?”