"Big brother said he knows Joe, but he hasn’t told who he is yet." Wen Nuan brushed her bangs back and thought of Leng Ye’s elegantly-boned fingers reaching out to her earlier, frowning slightly.
What was big brother trying to do just now?
Could it be that he saw her hair falling forward and wanted to help her push it back? But honestly, this seemingly natural concern made her feel a bit resistant inside.
"Didn’t tell you?" Tan Qing breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Wen Nuan: "Go on up, I have sothing to say to Leng Ye."
Sitting in the office, looking at the notes Tan Qing found for her, Wen Nuan was still filled with deep suspicion.
Who on earth could JOE be?
Why make oneself so mysterious? Such a renowned designer, yet in recent years, there have been few works released. She couldn’t understand why.
In the afternoon, she asked her ntor again. But Lin Xue could only shrug with regret: "I’ve always wanted to et Joe in person, even though I know Young Master Tan is friends with him. But every ti it’s ntioned, he always avoids the topic or says Joe is abroad or too busy, anyway, always able to pass it off. I’ve asked countless tis, but unfortunately, never once got to see him."
"He’s truly a mysterious person." With the pen clamped between her fingers, she set the notes aside. Wen Nuan’s elegant brows furrowed slightly. She sighed and continued her design work.
This design was a great opportunity for a newcor like her who hadn’t graduated from college before entering the design industry, and she didn’t want to miss it.
Just before getting off work, she suddenly received a call from Tong Xi, whose voice was bubbling with excitent: "Nuannuan, I have great news for you; Ji Wei and I have a scene together tomorrow. Excited?"
"Isn’t that normal? Why are you so excited?" Wen Nuan packed her bag, asking absentmindedly.
Last ti when Tong Xi ntioned she wanted to get back at Ji Wei, Wen Nuan was too preoccupied and didn’t really take it in, so she didn’t understand why Tong Xi was so thrilled now.
"Oh my, why are you so calm, Nuannuan? This is a rare chance, and I want to really give Ji Wei a hard ti for you." Pouting slightly, Tong Xi stood beneath the MT building, looking up, "Darling, I can’t wait to tell you my plan."
"You’re at MT?" Wen Nuan exclaid softly and hurriedly said, "Xixi, wait for a bit, I’ll be right down."
"Wait for upstairs, Nuannuan, I want to see where you work." With a triumphant raise of her delicate brow, Tong Xi flicked her big wavy hair slightly, snapped her phone shut smoothly, and walked into the lobby.
No wonder it’s MT, the empire of the fashion industry!
Admiring the setup of MT, a smile of admiration spread across Tong Xi’s lips, and she felt genuinely happy for Wen Nuan.
Wen Nuan hadn’t graduated from university when she returned to N City. Her once ambitious dreams were shattered by a call from Wen Qingyan. That night, the usually cheerful Wen Nuan clung to her and cried the whole night. They had both agreed that without graduating, it would be difficult to pursue her desired career in the future. Now, seeing her still busy with her beloved fashion design, and in a major fashion company no less, Tong Xi felt ecstatic too.
As she walked toward the elevator in the lobby, admiring the setup, Tong Xi got a bit carried away and turned around only to bump into soone. Tan Qing’s new notebook was knocked from her hands by Tong Xi’s carelessness, crashing to the ground.
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