The sound of his sleeping sound filled her ears. His back was turned to her, and there was no trace of the pampering of a newlywed husband towards his wife.
Wen Nuan was lying on her side, gritting her teeth to prevent tears from flowing out. Her slender fingers touched a cold object, and her heart trembled violently. She clenched it tightly and bit her lower lip.
She didn't dare let him see it for fear of being humiliated by him and taking it back.
This was left unintentionally on the day he helped her.
Since she couldn't find him and couldn't return him, she took him with her. In France, it was always with her.
How ridiculous it is to say that from the age of seventeen to now, in her sunny days, he was the only man in her eyes.
Secretly turning on the desk lamp, she looked at the crystal bear absentmindedly, her beautiful eyebrows lightly frowning.
The genuine Shijia bear only costs a few hundred yuan. Because it is an imitation of Shijia, the price will be even lower.
As the second young master of the Leng family, he is worth over 100 million. How come he has such an ordinary object?
Moreover, she felt that Leng Yan was not a person who liked to tie things to his mobile phone. He would not even care about such a small object...
The cheerful ringtone of her mobile phone interrupted her thoughts. For fear of disturbing the sleeping person next to her, she immediately picked it up, pressed mute, got out of bed quietly, and came to the balcony.
"Why are you calling so late?"
It was already past ten o'clock, and she was not used to men calling her at night.
On the soft sofa, Tan Qing supported her chin and smiled: "Have you forgotten that I said I would give you a result?"
Only then did Nuan Nuan remember that Tan Qing asked the chief designer of MT if he could be more accommodating and not require her academic qualifications, but only her works. A look of urgency appeared on her face immediately: "What did they say?"
Picking up a glass of red wine and taking a sip, Tan Qing's eyebrows were a little puzzled: "Why is the voice so low? Is there someone next to you?"
"No." Nuan Nuan shook his head.
Tan Qing raised her eyebrows and asked in interest: "Don't lie to me, are you with your boyfriend? Girl, do you have a boyfriend?"
"No way, I don't have a boyfriend."
She answered without thinking, looking subconsciously at Leng Yan who was sleeping on the bed, with a smile on her lips.
She doesn't have a boyfriend, but she has a husband.
She has a husband who doesn’t treat her as his wife…
"What is the result? Tell me quickly?"
She pinched her eyebrows, and the warmth hid the astringency on her face. She wanted to know if she could become an MT.
She yearned for that company and hoped that MT would give her the space to display her talents and realize her dreams.
"Agreed, if your work is indeed outstanding enough, they will consider it." Tan Qing said calmly, feeling inexplicably excited.