After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Chapter 965: Chapter 965: Earned a Profit, Feeling Great

A couple of days later, Mr. Lin, who had returned from S City, learned about Wen Rendong’s construction of the amusement park during a visit to Gantang’s and took some leisure time to take a look.

He was greatly shocked.

The project made the little slide he had prepared in his garden seem insignificant.

Indeed, had he really done too little for his grandson and step-grandson?

“My dear friend, you’ve put a lot of thought into this,” Mr. Lin remarked as he looked at the well-crafted amusement park.

Wen Rendong was still fretful about his son storming off because of a few words they had exchanged earlier and replied with a hint of weariness, “It’s fine, I guess. Tangtang really likes it.”

“What’s wrong? Something on your mind?” Mr. Lin noticed his unusual mood.

Could Wen Rendong admit that he got on his son’s nerves by wanting to know the sex of the baby? He dared not say, fearing that once he did, his overly protective friend would knock him out and bury him in the very amusement park he built.

“Ah, you know about the conflict between Yanqing and me,” Wen Rendong said.

Mr. Lin was all too aware; he had made sure he knew everything before his daughter married into the Wen family.

Mr. Lin thought he had brought it upon himself.

But he couldn’t just say that outright; he needed to save Wen Rendong some face.

After pondering for a moment, Mr. Lin said, “That gaming account we set up for you, you haven’t played for a while, have you?”

Wen Rendong waved his hand: “I’ve been watching this place every day for the past few months. I’m so tired at night that I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow. No time to play.”

Mr. Lin suddenly understood—it wasn’t because he was out seeking affairs. With that out of the way, things were much simpler.

He stepped into the role of professional grandfather and, like an old friend, put an arm around Wen Rendong’s shoulder and led him along, “My dear friend, let me tell you, raising a grandson isn’t just about building an amusement park.”

Wen Rendong perked up, immediately adopting the posture of an attentive listener, “What else needs to be done?”

“Children need early education, enlightenment. We grandfathers should know a thing or two about feeding and toilet training, right? When they grow up, we’ll have to play and exercise with them. Come to think of it, we still have a whole series of things to learn.”

“Isn’t that what parenting coaches are for?”

“My own grandchild, of course, I want him to be close with me, not some parenting coach. What good is that?”

Wen Rendong nodded, “That makes sense.”

“Right? Before we had kids around, we could do whatever we wanted. But with kids, we have to set a good example. Let’s start preparing for those early education classes, shall we? Oh, and have you childproofed your home yet?”

“Childproofed what?”

“Areas that could cause bumps or injuries to the children, anything with safety hazards needs to be dealt with.”

Wen Rendong acknowledged the lesson.

From that day onwards, Wen Rendong became even busier, while Mr. Lin confidently returned home, not seeking renown for his advice.

Mr. Lin thought his friend wasn’t excessively biased towards boys, though he did prefer them. He didn’t believe that Wen Rendong, who had invested so much into a grandchild he hadn’t yet met, could harden his heart when holding his granddaughter.

The more one does for a baby, the more affection one pours into them, right?

Grandpa Yin was truly beyond hope.

Even if, by some long shot, Wen Rendong shunned his granddaughter, that would only mean that Wen Yanqing would surely dare to sever ties with him. Pushing Wen Yanqing away? No, that would be delivering Wen Yanqing right to the Lin family.

Mr. Lin, basking in the frequent accolades as the outstanding son-in-law calling him Dad, felt like he had thoroughly gained a son.

And in that case, his step-granddaughter would be his Mingzhuo’s own flesh and blood!

Mr. Lin reflected contentedly, one way or another, he stood to profit, and he was delighted.

Meanwhile, Yin Zhen was also talking to Gantang about her incorrigible grandpa.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Busy as she was, Yin Zhen had her subordinates send Gantang a substantial thank-you gift.

Staring at the towering stack of gift boxes, Gantang was speechless and choked up. She called Yin Zhen, “What’s this about? Did you rob a luxury store? Stashing stolen goods at my place?”