Staring at the picture in the newspaper, Leng Yan gritted his teeth. The feeling of being caught in bed ran through his body. He pinched his eyebrows and picked up his cell phone to dial.
He dialed the number he knew by heart dozens of times before he finally gritted his teeth and dialed it.
Nuan Nuan looked at her familiar mobile phone number, and a smile slowly emerged from the corner of her mouth.
"Hi." She said lightly, suppressing her complicated emotions.
"Nuan Nuan." Leng Yan held the microphone tightly and closed his eyes. He had never been so nervous since he was a child. His voice was a little hesitant: "Go home early tonight, I... have something to do."
He glanced at the newspaper from the corner of his warm eyes and smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, I have to have dinner with the master tonight. By the way, I have to go to a meeting soon. The meeting is very important and will be very long. I need to turn off my phone. Bye!"
It was very neat, with almost no pause in the middle. I hung up the phone and turned off the phone. It was all done in one go, but my heart seemed to be hollowed out by something, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.
That's ok, just keep being indifferent like this, and soon we won't have anything to do with each other.
Although it will be sad, you have to get used to living without him. So, from now on, try to avoid contact and downplay the relationship that has been born for three years. If you go this way, you may feel less heartache. Do something good.
Design, try to go abroad, and stay away from him for a while.
When you come back, uproot this damn relationship that shouldn't exist!
Holding the phone, Leng Yan threw it onto the desk with a slap, frowning tightly, and his handsome face was a little distorted.
Excuse!
The cell phone was thrown down and rang again soon. His eyes lit up. He was not angry anymore. Leng Yan shouted eagerly: "Nuan Nuan..."
"Yan, it's me." From the other side, Ji Wei's aggrieved voice came over, with a cry in her voice: "Yan, I'm Ji Wei."
A trace of disappointment flashed through Leng Yan's heart, he frowned and asked softly: "What happened?"
"Have you seen the newspaper?" Ji Wei sniffed and said timidly: "I just came to the set, and many colleagues were muttering something with a newspaper in their hands. When they saw me coming, they hurriedly picked up the newspaper.
Put it away. I was very surprised, so I picked it up and looked at it while they were not paying attention..."
Ji Wei's crying became more obvious, and she seemed to be crying.
"There are a lot of scandals in the entertainment industry. Don't cry. Just keep filming and don't think too much." He leaned his head heavily on his back, and Leng Yan's slender fingers unclenched and clenched.
He felt really guilty about Ji Wei, so he had no choice but to coax her.
Now, he can no longer give her love. But he wants to care for her and has the responsibility to care for this woman who has been hurt for him.
"Yan, I'm not calling you because I'm afraid of scandals. Since I've entered the entertainment industry, I know that scandals are unavoidable unless it's an insignificant role." Ji Wei paused and asked cautiously: "She...I
It means Assistant Wen, did she see it?"
"I don't know." Leng Yan shook his head.
Wen Nuan doesn't like the entertainment industry, nor does he like to read gossip news. He probably hasn't seen it, otherwise why didn't he mention it at all just now.
He sincerely hoped she didn't see it.
Ji Wei hung up the phone, narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly, and smiled.
It doesn't matter whether Nuan Nuan is gossipy or not. She has a master who is very gossipy and pays special attention to the entertainment industry. She worked hard to break the news, and several entertainment newspapers published it. She didn't believe that Lin Xue couldn't see it, since Lin Xue could.
Well, since Yi Nuan and Lin Xue have such a good relationship, she is sure that Wen Nuan will also know about it!
**
It involves participating in the competition, and the design director is not here. Today's meeting was hosted by Tan Qing personally. Wen Nuan hates meetings the most, but she really likes to listen to Tan Qing's meetings.
He has a magical voice and is good at making long and complicated words simple and humorous, making boring meetings more lively and interesting. Wen Nuan will listen to it with a smile every time and learn some knowledge from his words seriously.
Generally speaking, Tan Qing at work is no longer as arrogant as usual. He is mature and humorous, and is deeply admired by his subordinates in the company.
However, today, I can't help but feel distracted.
She was writing and drawing with a pen in her hand. When the meeting ended and Lin Xue touched her to leave, she suddenly pulled the page out of the folder, crumpled it into a ball, and her pretty face turned red.
"What are you hiding?"
Tan Qing's voice sounded above her head again, and they were the only two people left in the conference room. Lin Xue had also arrived at the door. Hearing Tan Qing's words, she couldn't help but look back and smiled: "Yeah, face
Why is it so red?"
"It's nothing, master, wait for me." Wen Nuan quickly stood up and called Lin Xue. As soon as he walked away, his wrist was immediately grabbed, and Tan Qing's joking voice sounded again: "Tsk, tsk, it's not like I couldn't help but say something to Lin Xue in the meeting.
I thought about it and then drew a picture of my heroic posture during the meeting?"
"I hate you for being a narcissist!"
Wen Nuan couldn't help laughing and scolding him. After pulling out her hand, she watched him reach out to grab the thing in his hand and take a closer look. Suddenly, he smashed it into pieces and threw it into the trash can. There were clearly tears in the corners of his eyes.
Leng Yan...
That piece of paper is full of his name...
She tried so hard not to think about it. She thought she was memorizing the contents of the meeting, but she was still wrong.
As he wrote it, it all became his name. It was printed on the paper over and over again and engraved in his heart.
"Nuan Nuan?" Tan Qing looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes and was a little at a loss: "What's wrong? You're not angry, are you? You're not usually like this."
It didn't matter that she was always laughing and joking when she was with him. She was very good at joking, and she wasn't the kind of sister Lin who always wiped away tears.
However, starting from last night, something seemed wrong with her.
Wen Nuan realized his gaffe, wiped his tears gently with the back of his hand, and forced a smile: "I'm fine, Tan Qing, I'll go back to the office. My master is waiting for me in the office now."
She wasn't angry with Tan Qing, she was just angry with herself.
I was angry that I didn't control my heart and still thought about her.
"Are you really okay?" Tan Qing stood in front of her, her enchanting eyes full of doubts and worries: "It's okay, why are you crying? Tell me, is there something wrong at home? I will help you."
Nuan Nuan raised her eyes and looked into his eyes, not daring to look directly at him: "I didn't cry, it's just that my eyes haven't been very good these past two days, and they occasionally hurt to tears. Maybe it's because I played too many games at night."
If it were anything else, she would be happy to ask Tan Qing for help, but emotional matters were unusual. Who could help whom?
Tan Qing almost ran out of the conference room, not even staying for a moment. When Tan Qing looked at her eyes, he always felt that they were too hot, as if they were beyond the feelings of a friend.