After My Rebirth, I Escaped My Marriage

Chapter 887: Chapter 887: A Villain Meets Their Match

In the hall, Lin Gantang saw Gu Zhichuan and Mrs. Gu leave and turned back without paying them any more attention.

Jiang Tongtong also noticed the pair. She cautiously glanced at Lin Gantang and saw that her expression was unchanged, so she quietly sighed in relief.

Just now, she thought she heard Mrs. Gu mention something about Lin Gantang’s constancy or lack thereof; she worried that Lin Gantang would feel uncomfortable if she heard it.

Once the concert began, Gu Zhichuan quietly returned to his seat. The performance on stage was splendid, but his gaze was fixed on the person in front of him.

In the dimly lit auditorium, he could see her slender silhouette and the vague profile of her face as she turned to talk to Jiang Tongtong.

All he could do was watch silently.

It wasn’t until the concert was nearing its end that Jiang Tongtong said something to Lin Gantang, and the two left their seats quietly.

Jiang Tongtong occasionally glanced back towards Gu Zhichuan, but the lights were too dim to ascertain whether he was watching the stage performance or Lin Gantang.

If it was the latter, that obviously wasn’t a good thing.

Jiang Tongtong knew that in Lin Gantang’s last relationship, Gu Zhichuan displayed nothing but aloofness and dominance. With the wedding just around the corner, Jiang Tongtong didn’t want any accidents to occur because of him.

But Lin Gantang didn’t mention a word about Gu Zhichuan, so Jiang Tongtong didn’t feel it was right to bring him up deliberately.

“Did you enjoy the concert?” Lin Gantang asked as they walked down the corridor.

“I rarely listen to classical music.” Jiang Tongtong felt a bit embarrassed to admit that, at times during the performance, she almost fell asleep. The symphony orchestra, the quartet, the quiet concert hall, the comfortable chairs—it was all too relaxing and made her drowsy.

“Next time I’ll take you to a concert. They’re more lively.”

Lin Gantang walked side by side with her towards the restroom.

The concert was not yet over, so there were few people around; right now, the corridor was empty except for the two of them.

Just as Lin Gantang was stepping into the restroom, she saw a woman with cocoa-colored hair that reached her shoulders dragging another woman by her long hair and forcefully pressing her head down into the wash basin.

The tap water ran relentlessly, pouring mercilessly over the head of the person being subdued.

The victim struggled desperately.

The shoulder-length haired woman turned her head upon hearing footsteps, and not the least bit alarmed at having her violence discovered, she had two bloody scratches on her face, and bore a fierce expression as her eyes quickly scanned the newcomer, without loosening her grip on the other person’s hair.

Lin Gantang hadn’t expected to walk in on an act of violence. Seeing the other person looking her way, she pulled Jiang Tongtong behind her without any obvious intention.

She recognized this person; it was Fang Yanyue’s younger daughter, Fang Ya.

And the person being held down at the wash basin was Tan Huiya.

The glance Fang Ya directed at Lin Gantang allowed Tan Huiya a moment’s breath and she opened her mouth to cry for help.

However, Fang Ya didn’t give her the chance. She merely cast a glance at the newcomer before turning back to harshly push and shove Tan Huiya against the wall.

Tan Huiya, exhausted, slid down along the wall and glared at Fang Ya as if her eyes were knives, “Aren’t you afraid I will tell your father?”

“Terrified,” Fang Ya said sarcastically, focusing on Tan Huiya’s abdomen and kicked hard, once, twice.

Tan Huiya curled up in pain and was kicked over by Fang Ya, who followed through with her foot, grinding it in.

“Go ahead and tell him. I want to see if he values his daughter more or you—a woman who’s more wily than a hornet’s nest.”

Fang Ya, looking at Tan Huiya as if she was trash, kicked her in the shoulder with the sole of her shoe, and upon seeing that she had no strength left to fight back, she left with a look of disgust.

Tan Huiya lay on the floor, gasping in agony.

Lin Gantang thought of all the ways Tan Huiya had attempted to ruin her relationship with Wen Yanqing and her backstabbing tactics against Yin He, and felt that the situation was a perfect illustration of an old saying.

Evildoers inevitably meet their match.