In the café, there were still only a few people, and Wen Nuan immediately saw the coffee sitting by the window and waved to him.
Leng Yan sat in the car, watching Wen Nuan sit down at a seat, his face darkening further.
No wonder she’s so excited, running here for a secret meeting with her lover?
Fingers gripping the steering wheel, his gaze locked onto the man and woman in the café like an eagle, his heart gripped tightly by the eagle’s claws.
"Oh my god, you made these notes?" Staring at the thick notebooks, Wen Nuan’s eyes were wide with astonishment, overflowing with surprise and disbelief.
"Not mine, I borrowed them." Tan Qing shook his head, still smiling: "But I’ve read all the content. It should be very helpful to you. So, just borrowed it to take a look."
Wen Nuan flipped through them, indeed very beneficial, with many sketches drawn on them. One design quickly caught her attention, and without waiting for Tan Qing to answer, she blurted out, "JOE’s?"
If she wasn’t mistaken, the design she was looking at now was from the shirt of Tan Qing that was ruined the other day.
Tan Qing proudly raised an eyebrow: "Correct answer! So, do you like it?"
"It’s not just like, it’s a delightful surprise." Wen Nuan’s face bloomed into a smile, hugging the notebooks and eagerly reading a few pages, then looked up: "When will JOE appear? Tan Qing, isn’t he collaborating with MT? I’ve been with the company for so long, but I still only hear about him and never see him?"
She really wants to seek some guidance from JOE, but even her mentor Lin Xue has said that she’s heard of him but never seen him.
What kind of mysterious person is he? She’s really curious.
"You really want to meet him, huh? You weren’t this excited when you saw me." Tan Qing pouted, showing a jealous expression: "Don’t forget, these notebooks were not easy for me to obtain."
"That’s not what I meant." Wen Nuan stuck out her tongue, looking at one of the designs, her eyes lit up: "Tan Qing, look at the design of this piece, the cuffs are uniquely designed."
"Hmm." Tan Qing leaned over, pointing to the embroidery at the cuff, smiling: "It really is a very special design, it seems..."
In the car, Leng Yan’s dark eyes, heavily locked onto Wen Nuan and Tan Qing’s heads almost touching because of their discussion about clothing, a burning jealousy raging in his heart.
He had an urge to rush in and drag Tan Qing out for a beating.
"Sister Ji, it’s already scabbed over, how do you feel?"
In the nanny car, only Ji Wei and her assistant remained. Helping her take off the bandage on her wrist and replace it.
"Much better." Ji Wei nodded, looking at the bandage job which was much worse than Leng Yan’s, slightly frowning.
But there’s no choice, she can’t ask a professional for help.
"By comparison, Young Master Leng’s bandaging is much better." The assistant also seemed dissatisfied with his "work," saying in a low voice.
Ji Wei’s heart was pricked.
It’s been three days since she went out with the crew to shoot scenery. Leng Yan hadn’t called even once, and she’s starting to lose her patience. Fortunately, the shoot is about to end, and she’ll soon be back in N City.
"Weiwei, the weather’s been really hot lately, why do you wear long sleeves every day?"
A colleague in the crew, seeing Ji Wei wearing a light chiffon under her sleeves but with deep-colored soft fabric at the cuffs, wiped sweat while curiously asking.
Tong Xi had just finished filming, hearing the colleague’s question, couldn’t help but glance more at Ji Wei.