She had never felt so miserable, even knowing she had to get married, even when he completely misunderstood her. If Leng Yan hadn’t professed his love so deeply, she probably wouldn’t be like this. As they say, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointnt.
It felt like a piece of her heart was missing, a cold current with the icy wind swirling inside, making her whole body ache.
She didn’t want to think about it anymore; she had already made up her mind to wait one more night, wait for Pengfei to return to school, and then divorce. It’s no good to ntion it now; if Pengfei found out, he definitely wouldn’t go to school.
"Wait." Tong Xi seed to have rembered sothing, hearing the car start, she shouted urgently.
Tan Qing frowned slightly, "What’s the matter?"
"About going to Italy, Nuannuan, why not go there to clear your mind in your current state. Don’t you think so, Young Master Tan?" Tong Xi leaned on the car window, winking at Tan Qing.
It’s a place Wen Nuan had longed for; it might heal her pain.
"Xixi, it’s for study, not for travel. Besides..." A hint of embarrassnt flashed across Wen Nuan’s face, "I’ve already submitted my resignation."
She was no longer part of MT’s staff, so such an opportunity should naturally be given up.
"It’s still with , no one knows." Tan Qing raised an eyebrow, "The company is handling the procedures. Because MT has overseas quotas every year, it’s quite easy to arrange."
"Then what are you hesitating for?" Tong Xi patted Wen Nuan’s shoulder, "Go! You must go!"
"I’ll think about it, Xixi. Goodbye." Wen Nuan closed her eyes briefly before opening them again, leaning back on the seat still feeling powerless.
Tong Xi glared at her, "Only a fool wouldn’t go! With such a good opportunity, I would want to go too. Besides, weren’t you thinking of going back to Leng Family before? Has that thought disappeared now? Then just stay at MT obediently, work hard, and strive to create your own brand as soon as possible; it’s your dream!"
"Xixi, go get busy; if you’re any later, Director Weng will scold you." Wen Nuan urged, her heart still in chaos. It was as if she stood at a crossroads filled with turnoffs, not knowing which way to go.
Tong Xi wanted to say sothing, but in the end, she just gave her a look, warning her not to be too foolish, and headed toward the film set. The afternoon sun was scorching, and Wen Nuan reached for the sun visor, but just as her hand touched it, Tan Qing suddenly put his hand on it, stopping her, "Don’t use this."
"Why?" Confusion flashed in Wen Nuan’s clear eyes, especially when she saw Tan Qing’s slightly flushed face, making her even more suspicious, "Tan Qing, what’s wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Tan Qing’s pale face was still slightly blushing. He took out a pair of won’s sunglasses and handed them to her, "My mom left these in my car a few days ago; wear these."
"Hmm, thank you." Wen Nuan took them and put them on. She looked at the sun visor with a slight frown, but she always respected others’ privacy.
Since Tan Qing didn’t allow her to move it, she wouldn’t rudely fiddle with it.
All the way, Tan Qing beca unusually silent. Her mood wasn’t great either, so she didn’t want to say anything, and the atmosphere remained calm. Fortunately, the film set where Tong Xi was headed was near MT, and soon they arrived downstairs at the company building.
"I’ll go park, Nuannuan, you go up first."
Tan Qing said quickly, personally opening the car door for her, making it seem a little urgent.
"Okay, I’ll go up first." Wen Nuan took off the sunglasses and handed them back to him, turning to leave, but he called her back, "Reconsider the matter about Italy."
"Alright." Wen Nuan didn’t turn back, but tears were already swirling in her eyes.
Even at this mont, Tan Qing was still looking out for her, constantly considering how she could get better, making her feel grateful and want to cry. Afraid her colleagues would see, she held back with all her might.
Watching her leave, Tan Qing finally let out a long breath, flipped down the sun visor, and took out a photo from there.
He stared at it blankly, as if wanting to cry and laugh at the sa ti.
There were two people in the photo, a man and a woman, smiling as happily as they could. The man’s hand was on the woman’s hair, his handso face filled with a tender expression captivating the heart.
That was Wen Nuan and him...
It was a photo he had secretly taken a month ago with Lin Xue, after suggesting to Wen Nuan and Lin Xue to go for a walk in the newly built MT garden after lunch. Wen Nuan walked ahead, and he quietly handed the cara to Lin Xue, asking her to capture a few monts when they were most in sync and happy.
At that ti, he told Wen Nuan a very funny joke, and when she laughed with arched brows, he happily helped brush away the hair blown to the front by the wind, and Lin Xue pressed the shutter at just the right mont, capturing the touching scene.
However, the photo was originally ant for Wen Nuan, but before he could give it to her, he found out about her relationship with Leng Yan...
"Madam President?"
On the film set, Director Weng was surprised to receive a call from Leng Yan asking if Wen Nuan was with Tong Xi, "No, Xixi is doing makeup and ca alone."
"I see."
Leng Yan hung up the phone despondently, tossing it aside, and smashed his fist hard against the steering wheel.
Where could she have gone? She wasn’t with Tong Xi and had been discharged from the hospital, could she have returned to Tong Xi’s place alone?
Unwilling, he turned back, but soon left again, sitting in the car gasping for breath.
He almost smashed down the door, but no one was there. Afraid Wen Nuan wouldn’t open the door if she saw it was him, he had deliberately covered the peephole. But not a word ca from inside.
At the airport, Pengfei erged dragging a small suitcase.
In college now, he appeared much more mature than before, though the smile on his fair and handso face remained unchanged.
He was genuinely happy today; it was his sister’s birthday. Ever since he was little, his sister had cared for him, especially after their mom passed away. Although she didn’t return from France often, she made it a point to video chat almost every week, encouraging him to study hard, and occasionally sending so small gifts.
Every ti he thought of it, it ward his heart. He had once joked that his sister’s na was perfectly chosen, always giving people a warm feeling. When he first heard she was marrying into the Leng Family, he was worried: would warm and cold not mix well?
Looking back now, his thoughts seed so childish. His sister was so kind and lovely; how could her husband not love her? He had witnessed his sister’s happiness when her husband held her hand, convinced that she must be living happily now.
He took out his phone to call Wen Nuan, wanting to ask if it was convenient for him to go to MT now. Sitting on a bench and dialing, he was t with the sound of the phone being turned off.
Out of battery?
Pengfei touched his shapely nose, sighed, and then pulled out Leng Yan’s number from his contacts.
Not knowing her office phone, he could only seek help.
"Pengfei?"
Leng Yan called out softly, trying hard to suppress the pain in his heart, making his voice sound calm, "How is the university environnt, are you adapting well? After so ti, your sister and I will visit you."
"Brother-in-law."
Pengfei smiled, "I’m in N City right now."
"In N City?" Leng Yan’s hand holding the phone couldn’t help but tremble a bit. Pengfei was back, was it because of Nuannuan? But hearing his voice, Pengfei seed very happy, not like he knew anything.
"Yes, I just arrived at the airport. It’s my sister’s birthday today, so I rushed back especially..." Pengfei explained the reason for his return.
Leng Yan started having trouble breathing.
Nuannuan’s birthday...
He thought it was still three days away, how could this be? Was the date on the ID not her real birthday?
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I’m going to eat first, and will continue afterwards, hugs to everyone (*^__^*)...
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