"I’m an employee of MT and also a friend of Tan Qing."
Before Tan Qing could speak, Wen Nuan quickly extended her hand to Qu Min, "Hello, I’m Wen Nuan."
Because she was uncertain about Tan Qing’s response, she rushed to speak. After speaking, she sneaked a glance at Tan Qing. His lips moved slightly without saying anything, but his eyes held a touch of bitterness.
This bitterness made her heart ache.
I’m sorry, Tan Qing...
Wen Nuan didn’t know how many times she had apologized in her heart. Although it wasn’t wrong that she didn’t love him, if she had told him earlier that she was already married, he wouldn’t have any thoughts about her, nor would things be now.
She felt guilty toward Tan Qing for hiding the fact that she was married.
"Hello, I’m Qu Min, Tan Qing’s girlfriend." Qu Min hesitated for a moment, extending her hand to Wen Nuan, directly expressing her identity.
"Qu Min!" Tan Qing frowned, "When did I ever acknowledge you as my girlfriend?"
Before work was over, Qu Min had already come to the company, because she came with her brother. The receptionist was new, so he didn’t get the message beforehand and was directly blocked in the office.
If it had been before, he would have left her behind and walked out himself. However, since Qu Min’s brother Qu Yang was an old classmate of his, he had to give him some face.
Later, Qu Yang found an excuse to leave, so he went downstairs, with Qu Min following him all the way. Trying to shake her off, he dodged into a clothing store. Qu Min said she wanted to buy a piece of clothing for Qu Yang, who happened to be the same size as Tan Qing, and asked him to try it on. This time he had no reason to refuse and could only take the shirt inside.
But he had indeed never said that Qu Min was his girlfriend.
"Did I say something wrong?" Qu Min widened her eyes, looking innocent, "Uncle Tan keeps urging us to settle our relationship."
"That’s what he said. I’ve never agreed to it." Furrowing his brow even tighter, Tan Qing retorted.
Wen Nuan stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say. But leaving directly seemed a bit impolite.
"Wen Nuan, you’re his friend. You tell me, does he have a girl he likes? Why is he so cold to me?"
As Wen Nuan was thinking of an excuse to leave, her hand was suddenly grabbed by Qu Min. Qu Min looked at her anxiously and asked, "Aren’t you Tan Qing’s good friend? You must know, right?"
Wen Nuan was even more embarrassed and instinctively looked at Tan Qing.
"Yes, I do!" Tan Qing pulled Qu Min’s hand sharply and looked at Wen Nuan, "Didn’t you have something to do? Why aren’t you leaving?"
"Oh... you guys chat. I’ll go first, goodbye."
Wen Nuan knew he was creating an opportunity for her to leave, so she quickly nodded and said goodbye.
Just as she walked out of the clothing store, she heard Qu Min’s voice full of disbelief, "Tan Qing, you’re lying to me, aren’t you?"
Tan Qing impatiently shouted, "Is it fun to fool you? Qu Min, I told you long ago, I have a girl I like. I won’t like you."
Wen Nuan’s body jolted, and she bit her lip, glancing back at Tan Qing. His gaze was fixed on her; although it seemed calm, it felt as if a fire was burning. Wen Nuan’s heart suddenly panicked, and she quickly lowered her head and hurried away.
Watching her back and the men’s clothing she was carrying, Tan Qing’s face showed a complex emotion.
Nuannuan, I hope you truly find happiness...
"Who is she?" Qu Min, with a cry in her voice, clutched Tan Qing’s hand, tears streaming down as she asked, "Qing, tell me, would you?"
Tan Qing smiled wryly.
What does it matter who she is? She’s already married, and she doesn’t love him.
"There isn’t such a person, is there, Qing? You’re lying to me, right?" Seeing Tan Qing couldn’t say the person’s name, Qu Min breathed a sigh of relief.
"I have no need to lie to you." Tan Qing turned back, looking earnestly into her eyes, "Qu Min, I have a girl I like. Even if I didn’t, I never thought about making you my girlfriend. Also, just call me Tan Qing; calling me by one character sounds awkward."
While speaking, he unbuttoned the shirt he was wearing one by one and handed it to her, "This suits Qu Yang very well. If you think it’s good, give it to him. I have things to do; I need to go first."
Forcing the clothes onto Qu Min, he picked up the shirt he wore there and started buttoning it again, suddenly pausing.