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Lin Gantang saw Wen Yanqing standing still behind the curtain for a long time. She was a little puzzled and asked what he was doing.

Wen Yanqing quickly drew the curtains. “It’s cold outside. Don’t open the windows and curtains. I’ll help you close them tight.”

Lin Gantang nodded obediently and didn’t ask why. Anyway, she had been looking at the scenery outside the window for so many years, so she wasn’t interested. Why would she open the window?

“You’re going out?” she asked curiously when she saw Wen Yanqing put on his coat.

“Going downstairs to take out the trash.”

It was late at night. The wind blew, and the air was still cold.

Almost all the leaves of the sycamore tree had fallen, leaving only its branches. Under the faint light, its shadow was extremely long.

Wen Yanqing threw away the trash in his hand and stopped in front of the person.

The person under the sycamore tree extinguished the cigarette. There were many cigarette butts lying on the ground near him.

“Happy New Year, Mr. Gu.” In the dim light, Wen Yanqing’s expression was hard to discern.

Gu Zhichuan raised his head, his frosty expression revealed under the light. “Mr. Wen.”

“Mr. Gu, you’ve been standing here for a long time, right? Aren’t you going back yet?” Wen Yanqing asked.

Gu Zhichuan looked at the pajamas that he was wearing under his open coat. He knew without asking that Wen Yanqing would definitely be staying the night.

Not only had he celebrated the New Year at the Lin residence, but he also stayed here.

His heart tightened. He was probably feeling uncomfortable.

Gu Zhichuan’s cold face tensed up slightly. “Mr. Wen doesn’t have to care about whether I’m leaving or not. I’ll leave when it’s time.”

Wen Yanqing chuckled. “That’s right. The road doesn’t belong to the Lin family, but you stopped here. It’s quite intriguing.”

Gu Zhichuan did not expect Wen Yanqing to still be here when he arrived. He looked at the man in front of him.

The wind ruffled Wen Yanqing’s slightly curly hair, revealing his forehead and his face.

At that time, Wen Yanqing had been watching Lin Gantang from afar. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of loneliness and humility. Now that the haze had cleared, a faint brilliance was revealed, like a breeze or a bright moon.

A man who was above him in terms of family background and looks.

“I’m here to look for Gantang,” Gu Zhichuan said.

“To deliver New Year’s greetings? I accept it on her behalf.” Wen Yanqing looked at him closely.

Gu Zhichuan took out a cigarette. “You’re afraid that she’ll see me?” he asked, meeting him head on.

“I’m just afraid that you would disturb her rest.” Wen Yanqing denied.

“Really? Then why did you come down? What are you afraid of?” Gu Zhichuan looked straight into his eyes.

Wen Yanqing seemed to have heard something funny. “While I was upstairs, I saw you alone here, so I came down to thank you.”

Wen Yanqing was not provoked by him. He met his gaze and smiled. “Thank you for letting go back then. Otherwise, how could I have the chance to fall in love with Gantang and have the happiness I possess now.”

Gu Zhichuan almost broke the cigarette in his hand with just a few simple words.

The phone in Wen Yanqing’s pocket rang, which was especially obvious in the quiet night.

Gu Zhichuan’s gaze was also focused on his phone.

Wen Yanqing glanced at the caller ID and smiled.

“Tangtang,” he answered.

“Where did you go?” Lin Gantang asked him over the phone. “You’re still not back after so long.”

“Do you want your husband to hug you to sleep?” Wen Yanqing asked gently. “Alright, I’ll come up now. Be good.”

Lin Gantang was confused.

Wen Yanqing hung up the phone and his icy gaze swept across the other party’s cold face.

“What is Mr. Gu expecting? No matter how long you stand there tonight, she won’t see you. Because I’m in her room, on her bed.” Wen Yanqing laughed.

Whether you regret it or not.

With me here, you can forget about getting her again.

She can only belong to me..