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There wasn’t much variety in men’s swimming trunks, so after Lin Gantang glanced over them a few times, she said she would go take a shower first.

To her surprise, when she finished her shower and came out, he was still browsing on the computer.

“Is it that hard to buy your swimming trunks?” Lin Gantang asked, puzzled.

“I’ve already bought them. I’m looking at something else,” Wen Yanqing answered.

Lin Gantang didn’t look over, as she needed to go back to her room and apply lotion to herself. The last time she asked Wen Yanqing for help, it ended up with him pressing her down on the bed and taking advantage of her, so Lin Gantang dared not ask for his help again.

Wen Yanqing, watching the clothes on the computer screen, imagined Lin Gantang wearing them and his lips curled into a smile.

“Buzz—Buzz—”

Wen Yanqing looked towards the phone on the sofa, picked it up and answered, “Dad.”

The other party responded, and then there was silence. Wen Yanqing spoke calmly, “If you haven’t thought of what to say, don’t call. It wastes both our time.”

Wen Rendong finally spoke, “I’ve heard from others that your eyes have recovered?”

“Yeah.”

“Why didn’t you tell Dad that you’ve recovered? It’s quite ridiculous for a father to learn about his son’s healing from someone else.”

Wen Yanqing said dismissively, “I’m not a kid anymore, looking for Dad’s praise because a wound healed.”

Wen Rendong was taken aback.

Wen Yanqing let out a mocking chuckle, “Others come to you for confirmation, asking whether I really recovered, and you didn’t know. Embarrassed, you call me?”

“Don’t think so poorly of me.”

“But that’s just what you are,” Wen Yanqing said slowly. “Wanting to control everything, making people follow your arrangements, doing things according to your wishes, isn’t that right?”

Wen Rendong was speechless, and after a long pause, he said gravely, “I haven’t forced you again, there’s no need to say such things. I just think as your father, I should be informed of your recovery so I wouldn’t worry.”

“Sure, you haven’t forced me, but why not?” Wen Yanqing said with a snort of contempt. “Because I’ve become strong, skilled, and don’t obey my father. You know you can’t force me, there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Wen Yanqing repeated the words Wen Rendong had once said to him, verbatim, causing Wen Rendong to feel a stifling sensation in his chest.

“I know you want to scold me now. I think you might as well save your energy, because your anger means nothing to me. Why bother?” Wen Yanqing advised kindly.

Wen Rendong swallowed his anger.

After a moment of silence, he said, “You and Tangtang stayed at the Wen family home a while back, weren’t we all getting along just fine?”

He thought the relationship between father and son had thawed, so why had it turned confrontational again?

Wen Yanqing said calmly, “Because you haven’t changed at all, and I can’t agree with you, so going back to living our separate lives to avoid conflict is better, isn’t it?”

“Dad is already old.”

“Not at all, you’re still strong and in your prime, enjoying life as you wish. After all, I can’t see it; it doesn’t matter to me.”

“I…” Wen Rendong wanted to retort but found no ground to do so.

Wen Yanqing didn’t continue to argue with him and said, “Don’t worry, I’m cured, and I won’t die. I have married Tangtang, and it won’t be long before we have a child. You don’t have to worry about the Wen family having no one to carry on the lineage, nor fret about me cutting off the Wen family’s bloodline.”

By then, Wen Rendong truly didn’t know what to say.

“It’s late, let’s hang up. I’m going to rest with Tangtang,” Wen Yanqing added.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yanqing looked down and placed an order for the clothes he had selected, closed the computer, and retired to rest.