After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage Chapter 292: It’s Not That I Can’t Afford to Play; I Can’t A

Chapter 292: It’s Not That I Can’t Afford to Play; I Can’t Afford to Lose

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Lin Gantang recalled that Wen Yanqing had gone out for a long time on New Year’s Eve when he had said he would go downstairs to throw the trash.

When he returned, he smelled of smoke. It turned out that Gu Zhichuan had been smoking.

“So what if I know? So? Why are you looking for me? Can’t you be more straightforward?” Lin Gantang was unhappy that he couldn’t get to the point.

Gu Zhichuan used to be so straightforward.

I don’t have time.

I don’t like it.

Go and think about it carefully.

Calm down.

A sentence that ended the topic, never dragging it out, even if it hurt others.

Lin Gantang’s impatience made Gu Zhichuan feel lost.

Why was he looking for her? There were many things he wanted to ask her, but Gu Zhichuan swallowed them all back down. “It’s the New Year. I want to wish you a Happy New Year.”

Lin Gantang was surprised. He was waiting for her just to say this?

She didn’t think that she was a petty person. Since you’re congratulating me on the new year, I’ll reply to you. “Happy New Year. Good fortune and good luck to you.”

Seeing that she was about to leave again, Gu Zhichuan spoke before she could take a step forward. “Aren’t you angry that Wen Yanqing kept it from you?”

“Angry? Angry with Yanqing because of you?” Lin Gantang found it hilarious. “Of course, Yanqing has his reasons for not saying it. I guess he’s probably afraid of disturbing my rest.”

It was exactly the same as what Wen Yanqing had said that night.

Gu Zhichuan could not tell whether he was unfortable with Wen Yanqing making the decision or the tacit understanding between the two of them. “If you knew that night, would you have e down?”

“I won’t. Even if I have to e down, I’ll definitely ask Yanqing to acpany me,” Lin Gantang answered without hesitation.

Lin Gantang did not know why he was so conflicted, but she knew that the less contact she had with Gu Zhichuan, the better.

Wen Yanqing did not tell her that he had secretly met Gu Zhichuan that night, which was enough to show that he cared about Gu Zhichuan’s existence.

“You don’t have to ask me such unnecessary questions in the future. Aren’t you and I doing quite well after we separated?” Lin Gantang said in a distant manner. “Let’s keep it that way. Please also keep your distance in the future. I don’t think Feng Yangyang would like to see you pestering me.”

In the hall.

The burning vodka slid down his throat like a flame. Wen Yanqing finished the last glass of wine.

The people at the same table let out a sigh, looking down on the fact that Wen Yanqing had not send a text message and had accepted his punishment.

“Mr. Wen, you can’t afford to play? It’s a dare,” Tang Shuming ridiculed. “It needs excitement.”

Wen Yanqing’s expression remained unchanged. He put down his wine glass. “It’s not that I can’t afford to play. I just can’t afford to lose.”

Asking him to end a relationship that was previously beyond his reach was no different from wanting his life.

He wouldn’t talk about separation, nor would he play around with his relationship. He would not let the thing that he was guarding preciously have a single crack.

Tang Shuming had changed girlfriends many times, so he didn’t understand his persistence. Seeing that he had drank up, he let him go.

The game was still going on, and Wen Yanqing withdrew.

“I’m sorry.” Shi Jun regretted dragging Wen Yanqing over.

“It’s fine. You can continue playing. I’m going out for a walk.” Wen Yanqing patted his shoulder.

Wen Yanqing went to look for Lin Gantang.

To get out of here, he had to pass through the water corridor.

Wen Yanqing walked to the edge of the shallow water. He reeked of alcohol and the wind dispersed the smell a little before he continued walking forward.

As he walked, he took out his phone and was about to call Lin Gantang when the wind brought the voices of the people in front of him. Wen Yanqing heard Gu Zhichuan’s voice.

“Feng Yangyang and I have already broken up.”

Wen Yanqing raised his head and looked past the pine branches and rocks to see Lin Gantang’s back.

He stopped in his tracks..