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After he left, Lin Gantang poked Wen Yanqing. “Are you starting to get busy with work recently?”

Yi Qian hadn’t been called over for a while, but now he had come two days in a row.

Wen Yanqing blinked, looking at the world that was becoming clearer by the day, and nodded. “I’ve rested quite a bit. I plan to go back to the company and get busy in a little while.”

A few days passed.

The headaches that had plagued Wen Yanqing were gone, as were any other discomforts; his vision improved with each passing day.

It felt as if a clogged river had been cleared; after the stabbing pain in his head faded, the pressure on his optic nerves also vanished quietly, and his condition quickly improved.

He could see the path in front of him, the birds flying by, distinguish that it was Vitamin E tangling at his feet, and knew that Uncle Peng had taken a trowel in front of the flower beds.

He bowed his head and touched the purple roses before him.

The roses brought from the Lin family had adapted to the environment of the villa, and the full buds were beginning to bloom.

Wen Yanqing remembered their scent because Lin Gantang had picked them for him before; it was a pity he couldn’t see their beauty. Now, he could finally vaguely make out their delicate grace.

He hadn’t completely recovered; it was as if a layer of light mist shrouded his sight.

Given the rate of his recovery, it might not be long before even this thin veil would be lifted.

He awaited this moment with bated breath.

“Yanqing, time to eat.”

When Wen Yanqing heard the call, he turned and saw Lin Gantang running towards him, expertly taking his hand.

He looked at the warm, soft hand in his palm and smiled lightly, saying okay.

Two days later, Wen Yanqing dressed in a suit, and Lin Gantang tied his tie for him.

She straightened his collar, then surveyed his appearance, her gaze falling on his dyed hair, and she gave it a playful flick with a smile.

“What are you smiling at?” Wen Yanqing asked.

“I’m not smiling,” Lin Gantang blatantly lied. “My husband is just too handsome; I can’t help but take a few extra looks.”

Wen Yanqing clearly saw the corners of her mouth curve upward, though his vision wasn’t entirely clear.

He tried hard to make out her eyes and eyebrows, but he was always just a little short of seeing them clearly.

Wen Yanqing caressed her smooth face and, to her puzzlement, moved his hand behind her head and bent down to kiss her soft, red lips.

“I’m heading to the company.”

Lin Gantang laughed and patted his chest. “Go ahead, I’m coming with you anyway, you talk as if we’re splitting up.”

Wen Yanqing laughed heartily, holding her hand.

The two went straight to Shengfang.

After taking the private elevator back to their office, it wasn’t long before Yi Qian knocked and entered, saying that the heads of the subsidiary companies were all present.

“Tangtang, sit for a bit, I’m going to a meeting.” Wen Yanqing pushed his office laptop towards her. “Play with it if you like, and if you want something, you can ask Secretary Wang.”

Play, just like that? Yi Qian stared as the CEO handed over a laptop full of important documents to his wife for amusement, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head, wishing he could snatch it back from Lin Gantang’s immaculate hands.

Lin Gantang didn’t quite understand why Yi Qian kept looking back three steps at a time.

“?” Is there something in the office you can’t bear to leave behind?

That shouldn’t be the case, right? Everything in the office belongs to her husband, doesn’t it?

“Special Assistant Yi, watch where you’re going, don’t bump into my husband.” Lin Gantang reminded him, then turned on the computer and randomly typed on the keyboard, clicking on the drama series she was currently following.

During the commercial before the drama, Lin Gantang took a sip of Wen Yanqing’s coffee and glanced at the screen, only to discover that the base makeup product being advertised was endorsed by Lin Fan?

She watched intently; lo and behold, it was even the best-rated domestic brand.