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“I was afraid you’d worry…”

“Am I not worried now?!”

Mr. Lin scolded, and Lin Gantang continued to shrink her head.

Mr. Lin pressed, “So what was the deal with you arguing with Yanqing and running back home last time? Was it because of his illness?”

Lin Gantang nodded.

“You knew back then and you still didn’t tell Dad?” Mr. Lin got angrier the more he thought about it and stretched out his hand, “Give me the household register!”

Lin Gantang obediently handed it back.

Seeing that she was sensible and didn’t choke up and argue with him like before, Mr. Lin’s anger subsided a bit. He took the household register, put it beside him, and said, “I’ll keep the household register safe, lock it up so don’t even think about stealing it!”

“There’s no need to lock it, I won’t take it.”

“I don’t trust you,” Mr. Lin said gruffly.

“I really won’t steal it, I have no reason to take it,” Lin Gantang cautiously glanced at him, “Because I’ve already got the certificate.”

Mr. Lin gasped, the air caught in his throat.

“You registered?” Mr. Lin’s head throbbed, his fingers trembled, “You’re not leaving any room for regret?”

Lin Gantang felt her dad’s tone was one that could lead to hitting, and since it wouldn’t be Wen Yanqing at the receiving end, she quietly picked up a sofa cushion to shield herself, “It’s me not wanting to leave any room for Yanqing to regret.”

“You’ve grown bold, making such an important decision without discussing it with Dad.” Mr. Lin looked around for a feather duster, but when he couldn’t find one, he simply took off his shoe, “As your father, if I don’t teach you a lesson, you’ll think you can keep secrets from me, like you don’t have a father!” “Dad, calm down!” Lin Gantang quickly stood up, “Yanqing will definitely get better. Marrying earlier or later makes no difference.”

“He’ll get better, he’ll get better and you sneak around?” Mr. Lin fumed, “He’ll get better and you run home crying? And still don’t dare to tell Dad?”

Seeing she was failing to appease her father, Lin Gantang was struck by a sudden inspiration and blurted out, “But the master said that after marrying Yanqing, our fortunes would mesh and our luck would turn for the better, nothing ominous!”

Mr. Lin paused at her words.

Lin Gantang breathed a sigh of relief and, trying hard to remember what her dad had said before, hid behind the sofa with the cushion, “I’m doing this according to the master’s solution, you…you can’t be angry, it was you who paid for the fortune-telling.”

“If you hadn’t brought it up, I would have forgotten,” Mr. Lin muttered.

At that moment, Lin Gantang was immensely grateful for the master she had never met; her explanations weren’t as effective as a single word from him.

“Right, how can we not believe the master’s words,” Lin Gantang felt safe and emerged from behind the sofa.

Who knew that Mr. Lin would flip out the next second, glaring at her, “Is this about getting married? I’m angry because you kept it from me, it’s indecent! If you discussed it properly with me, am I an unreasonable person?”

Lin Gantang carefully glanced over, if you put down the slipper in your hand, then say that.

Footsteps sounded from the entrance hall, and Lin Zhaonan entered carrying his briefcase. Seeing what was happening inside, he wondered, “Dad, what are you arguing about? I could hear the commotion from outside. Did Gantang make you angry?”

“Not just her, you too! One after the other, you want to drive me to my grave!” Upon seeing Lin Zhaonan, Mr. Lin couldn’t feel at ease without scolding.

Lin Zhaonan looked confused, What have I done? I just got home and haven’t done anything yet, why is it related to me?

He immediately turned to look at Lin Gantang, the suspected main culprit.

“Don’t look at your sister,” Mr. Lin seethed, “It’s because you, as her brother, failed to set a good example by sneaking off with the household register to register your marriage! Now look, she’s followed suit, you’ve led her astray!” Lin Zhaonan felt utterly wronged, Does that pot really need me to carry it?