"Did you turn off my phone?" The morning sunshine woke up Wen Nuan. When he touched his phone to check the time, Wen Wen pushed Leng Yan who was still sleeping: "Wake up quickly, don't take the second flight back to T
City?"
"Mine is turned off too." Leng Yan was confused, he took her over and stuffed her into the bed, then opened his eyes: "Honey, I'm afraid of being disturbed."
Afraid that Tan Qing would find her, and that Ji Wei would find him.
Wen Nuan sighed, said nothing, and turned on her phone. Tan Qing missed several calls, mixed with many messages. Every message she read made her feel extremely ashamed, and her eyes were red with sadness.
"Nuan Nuan." Leng Yan rubbed her hair and sighed softly: "It's all my fault. I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for Tan Qing."
If it weren't for him, so many things happened to Nuannuan, Tan Qing might not be hurt further.
"I don't know how to tell him." Wen Nuan choked.
Tan Qing said that she would try her best to convince her mother, hoping that she would wait for him.
He also told her that he would accompany his mother back to City T today, and told her to eat well and not put too much pressure on herself. He would solve all problems.
However, Tan Qing...
Wen Nuan bit her lip, tears dripping down her face. I'm sorry for you, I've always said I didn't deserve you, and now that it's happened, it's even more impossible for me to be with you.
I can't forget him. You asked me to try to love you. I tried, but the roots of Yan are too deep in my heart. I can't pull him out, and I can't put you in.
"I'll tell him." Wiping his tears lovingly with his thumb, Leng Yan took the phone from her hand, bit his lip, and dialed Tan Qing's number.
"Mom, you guys go in first." The phone vibrated. Tan Qing looked at the number displayed on it, feeling ecstatic in her heart, but on the surface she was calm. She patted her mother on the shoulder and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."
He stayed in her hut until midnight last night, and didn't go back until his mother made the fiftieth phone call. He was always restless, fearing that something would happen to her.
"Auntie, he must have gone to answer the phone." Qu Min stamped his foot, shook Tan Qing's mother's hand, and frowned in displeasure: "Auntie, he went to call Wen Nuan. No!"
She gritted her teeth: "I want to get my love back."
"Minmin!" Tan Qing's mother frowned and pulled her, with a hint of displeasure in her eyes: "He went to the men's bathroom, you want to go in too?"
As she said this, she was really dissatisfied. No wonder Qing didn't like Qu Min. She used to think that Qu Min was very well-behaved in front of her elders, but now she looks at her and she is really not suitable to be the Tan family's wife.
It's too childish. The Tan family's daughter-in-law needs to be like a lady and be elegant.
Even if it is not warm, it should not be sensitive.
After she goes back, she will have a long-term discussion with her husband to see which girl is suitable for her son.
The hand holding the phone was trembling slightly, and she hid in the bathroom. Tan Qing then pressed the answer button: "Nuan Nuan."
Leng Yan took a breath, held Wen Nuan's nervous and sweaty hand, and whispered: "Tan Qing, I am Leng Yan."
"Leng Yan?" The ecstasy was rushed away, and the warmth of Tan Qing's fingers faded little by little. Tiny holes were pierced in the heart, and blood flowed out from those small holes.
It's small, but it's enough to make people feel bone-gnawing discomfort.