After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Chapter 807: Chapter 807: She Gave Back Wholeheartedly for What I Paid

“If I had known that you two would end up falling in love and getting married, I wouldn’t have constantly scolded you for your stubbornness, and I wouldn’t have tried so hard to persuade you to give up,” Shi Jun reflected. “I annoyed you and even cursed at Lin Gantang a few times, a bit harshly.”

“Even I wasn’t sure she would stick with me,” Wen Yanqing lowered his eyes.

Shi Jun opened a bottle of beer and placed it beside him. “A drink? A tiny bit of alcohol shouldn’t affect anything, right?”

“No, I’m not drinking. I stopped medication and started preparing for pregnancy. I won’t be touching alcohol for a while now,” Wen Yanqing said with a hooked smile, soft waves shimmering in his eyes.

Shi Jun stopped his beer-drinking motion, then, happy for him, playfully punched his arm. “Getting ready for a child? Congratulations, you’re moving on to the next stage of life.”

Seeing the undeniable happiness on his friend’s face, Shi Jun chuckled along. “Your eight years of love weren’t wasted. It’s bloomed and borne fruit, that’s great.”

“It’s been almost nine years now,” Wen Yanqing lightly pursed his lips. “Looking back, it feels like a dream.”

Shi Jun knew why he was so reflective; he had seen Wen Yanqing’s hope, disappointment, and despair, so he understood that every bit of happiness now tasted as sweet as heavenly dew to him.

“You stood behind her, did a lot for her. Lin Gantang is lucky,” Shi Jun said.

Wen Yanqing shook his head.

He held the cup of warm water, lowered his eyes slightly. “I watched over her for eight years, but what she did for me during the days I was blind, her unwavering support, and her resolve to spend the rest of her life with just me, is not something others could do.”

Wen Yanqing would always remember the choices Lin Gantang made for him; she didn’t mind his disabilities, wasn’t afraid of his deteriorating health, and lived up to the wedding vows—whether in health or sickness, through good times and bad, she always loved him, took care of him, accepted him when he needed her most.

“That’s enough,” Wen Yanqing lifted his head, a smile touching his lips. “Whatever I gave, she responded with heart, and she did it well, didn’t she?”

Shi Jun was momentarily stunned.

After a moment, he sighed softly, “Yeah, that’s what happiness is all about.”

Giving to each other, depending on each other.

Their conversation had just ended when they heard a voice from the other side: “Big Mi, move aside. You’re going to get stepped on.”

Then Lin Gantang came out holding desserts, smiling brightly as she placed them down, “Try it, a low-fat, low-sugar baked milk. It’s my first time making it, and it turned out quite successful.”

Shi Jun looked at the gentle expression on Lin Gantang’s face, thinking to himself that she had indeed changed a lot and truly hoping she could walk this long path with his good brother.

“It tastes great,” Shi Jun tried it and praised, “With your cooking skills, you could easily open a Western dessert shop.”

Lin Gantang knew her own level and shook her head with a smile: “You flatter me, I just learned a bit from the internet.”

“Come on, have some barbecue,” Shi Jun invited her as she sat down.

Lin Gantang didn’t stand on ceremony, but seeing the skewers in front of Wen Yanqing, she worriedly said, “Didn’t you get a nosebleed from the heat? How much did you eat?”

Wen Yanqing coughed a few times.

Shi Jun looked from Lin Gantang to Wen Yanqing, asking if the heat reaction was that severe?

Wen Yanqing took a few sips of water to ease himself, then said, “Right, right, Shi Jun, you eat more, I’ll have the dessert my wife made.”

Shi Jun didn’t quite understand his good brother’s odd reaction; he took a swig of beer and turned the conversation to another subject, “Have you heard about the Yin family’s situation?”

Lin Gantang perked up her ears, “I’m on good terms with Yin Zhen. There doesn’t seem to be anything happening in her family, or is there?”