Guoguo wanted to clarify sothing about pregnancy tests. If it’s a blood test, you can find out ten days after intercourse.
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Milan lives up to its reputation as the Capital of Fashion. Compared to Paris, which Wen Nuan is familiar with, this place is not only full of fashion trends but also embodies a sense of composure and elegance. Wen Nuan feels like she could never tire of it.
In the morning, they visited a famous design school in Milan. After a nap post-lunch, Wen Nuan couldn’t hold back her eagerness. The place captivated her, and Tong Xi wanted lots of photos. The afternoon wasn’t too hot, which made it a rare opportunity.
"Master, shall we hit the streets?"
Wen Nuan knocked on Lin Xue’s door and saw her sitting on the bed, crying out in pain repeatedly. She quickly asked, "What’s wrong?"
"My feet hurt!" Lin Xue pointed angrily at the culprit lying on the floor—the high heels. "These shoes are truly a curse. Buying such tall heels is indeed torture. After walking all the way, my feet feel like they’re going to fall off."
"I told you to wear a shorter pair, but you insisted on this one." Wen Nuan couldn’t help but laugh at the ten-inch shoes, clicking her tongue, "I was admiring you earlier, walking so gracefully. Little did I know you were forcing yourself."
"Of course, I had to keep up appearances." Lin Xue pulled Nuannuan to sit down and pouted, "Nuannuan, haven’t you noticed that soone always opposes and was secretly glancing at to see if I’d make a fool of myself? If I complained about the pain halfway, she would definitely mock . How could I possibly let her have that satisfaction? Hmph!"
The person Lin Xue referred to is also a very competent designer at the company and had once mocked Wen Nuan in front of Ji Wei, saying she didn’t even graduate from college and got in solely by seducing Tan Qing with her looks.
"Master, sotis you’re just like a child." Wen Nuan burst into laughter, "But I think living like this is great—so liberating!"
Lin Xue laughed, slightly embarrassed, "Nuannuan, you’re daring to laugh at your master now? Looks like you’re in a good mood today."
"Just okay, one trip out and I’m feeling much better." Wen Nuan smiled, "Forget about her. Did you apply any dicine? Do you want to go out and buy you so?"
Wen Nuan gently comforted her.
Lin Xue pointed to the dicine on the nightstand, "I applied so. It’s not a big deal; a little rest will fix it."
"Alright." Wen Nuan nodded, standing up, "It’s still early for dinner; master, take a nap, I’ll take a walk outside."
Being alone in the hotel room always made her inevitably think of him. Several tis, she wanted to turn on her phone to see if there were any ssages from him, but she kept holding back.
Three days later, there was a fashion show, and after that, they would return. During this ti, Tan Qing took them to many places. Apart from eating, drinking, and having fun, they indulged in all sorts of fashion in the capital and learned many concepts that they hadn’t known before. This made her develop a strong affection for this beautiful Italian city, Milan.
She loves this city even more intensely than she imagined.
But at night, when lying in bed, there’s sothing within her that no beautiful scenery can hide. She feels agitated, angry, reluctant, and anxious, yet she cannot drive away this complex set of emotions.
"Nuannuan."
Just as Wen Nuan was about to leave, Lin Xue called her, prompting her to quickly turn back, "Master, anything you need?"
"Nothing really." Lin Xue smiled at her, "Why not let Young Master Tan accompany you?"
"No, it’s okay, I can go by myself." Wen Nuan shook her head with a faint smile, "He must have a lot of things to take care of."
"I’ve already taken care of my matters, let’s go."
As soon as Lin Xue spoke, a voice drifted in. She was startled, "Tan Qing?"
Tan Qing’s thin lips curled slightly with a hint of teasing, "I just returned and overheard Lin Xue ntioning , so I ca over to see if there was any gossip about ."
"Pfft, who dares to gossip about you, there’s not even enough good things to say." Lin Xue laughed from inside, "Nuannuan was afraid of disturbing you, now that you’re free, accompany her for a walk. This girl loves Milan so much, she can’t stay in the hotel."
"I’d rather go alone." Wen Nuan hurriedly refused.
"Alone? Signing to people?" Tan Qing mid so sign language with a smile, "What if you get lost and can’t make your way back?"
Wen Nuan blushed, two red spots on her cheeks. She didn’t speak Italian and English was seldom spoken here, so it was indeed inconvenient to get around.
Moreover, Lin Xue happened to speak so Spanish, which is a related language, so the local people could understand. Most of the ti, it was the two of them going out together.
"Alright then, as long as it doesn’t disrupt your work." She took a light breath and smiled at Tan Qing.
Tan Qing could speak perfect Italian, making travel much easier with him around.
"Want to take pictures?"
As they left the hotel, Tan Qing pointed to the cara hanging around Wen Nuan’s neck.
Wen Nuan nodded with a smile, "Yeah, Tong Xi wants to see lots of photos."
"Every corner of Milan is beautiful; you can take plenty of pictures." Tan Qing smiled and naturally took the cara, hanging it around his neck, "I’ll be your guide and photographer for today."
Wen Nuan laughed, "Then I’ve scored big today?"
"Can’t let you profit for nothing. We are on Montenapoleone Avenue, the center of global fashion trends. It houses nurous world-famous brands. I’ll take pictures, but I’ll also pick so pieces worn by models for you to analyze, to see if your design concepts can keep up with global trends."
"No problem."
Wen Nuan responded very readily. Over the past few days, she and Lin Xue had discussed fashion here extensively, learning a great deal.
Tan Qing showed her many masterpieces to analyze, offering appropriate comnts on her understanding. He listed both the strengths and weaknesses. His insights were unique, making Wen Nuan have to admire him.
After taking a lot of photos and flipping through them, Wen Nuan muttered to herself, "Tong Xi said I must fill up the mory card before going back, she’s really sothing."
"She’s just upset she couldn’t co here." Tan Qing huffed lightly.
Before coming, Tong Xi had complained on MT, saying why did she choose acting, she should’ve joined Wen Nuan in N City and worked at MT, so she could’ve co to Milan.
"She wants to be happy."
Wen Nuan smiled, revealing Tong Xi’s true intentions, "Actually, she’s traveled to Milan before, and asking to take so many photos is her way of trying to make a bit happier."
"A good friend."
Tan Qing said softly after hearing this, looking at Wen Nuan, "Has your mood improved since arriving in Milan?"
He had wanted to ask this for a while, but seeing her enjoying herself every day, he held back.
Mood...
A hint of bitterness flashed in Wen Nuan’s eyes, yet she nodded with a smile, "Much better."
Afraid Tan Qing would notice sothing, she quickened her pace, walking ahead of him.
Feeling fulfilled and loving this place, yet...
Still not truly happy!
She couldn’t help thinking about him, just like right now, as she continued to wonder if he was working overti or already ho in the evening back in N City.
"Nuannuan, I rember you once told sothing."
Seeing the bitterness in her eyes, Tan Qing felt a pang in his heart and grabbed her wrist, not letting her walk too fast.
"What did I say?"
Forced to stop, Wen Nuan didn’t dare to et his eyes. In his eyes was her reflection, etched so deeply that she wanted to escape.
"That day, you said to , it doesn’t have to be you; I can love soone else." Tan Qing’s voice carried a slow hint of lancholy, "Today, I want to return the words to you. It doesn’t have to be Leng Yan; you can love soone else."
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