"Yes, it’s her." Wen Nuan nodded.
"She’s dating Tan Qing?" Leng Yan said casually, but with a hint of jealousy, bringing his nose closer and sniffing her face. "Darling, you didn’t look well just now. Could it be because you saw Tan Qing with her and got jealous?"
"You’re the one who’s jealous, tsk tsk, it’s really sour in here." Wen Nuan pushed away his nose that was getting too close and leaned in to sniff his body. Suddenly, he hugged her tightly, pressing her face directly against his bare chest.
"Yan." She tried to struggle but was held even tighter by him.
Listening to his genuinely beating heart, a sense of satisfaction washed over her, so she obediently lay still, no longer struggling.
"Nuannuan, quit your job at MT." Stroking her smooth hair, Leng Yan suggested.
"Is it because of Tan Qing?" Wen Nuan looked up, gazing into Leng Yan’s eyes. "I won’t fall in love with him."
"But Tan Qing likes you." Leng Yan confessed frankly, "Isn’t coming to the Leng Family the same? You can also choose fashion design."
"Let me think about it." Wen Nuan bit her lip, sighing with a bit of difficulty.
Actually, she had considered leaving MT before, but there was always some reluctance. Meeting a mentor like Lin Xue was rare, and she’d learned a lot at MT. But facing Tan Qing, she always wanted to escape. She feared that if she stayed at MT, Tan Qing would never forget her and would always brood over it, unable to regain his earlier happiness.
"Let me know once you’ve decided. I’ll find you the best designer to be your mentor." Leng Yan placed his chin gently on top of her head, feeling a sense of peace.
Tan Qing is an excellent man, and his seriousness towards Wen Nuan made him have to be cautious.
Imagine, any man would worry .
"Yan, go put on some clothes, it’s getting late, we should head home." Wen Nuan lifted her head from his chest, urging.
It was getting late, and the sky had darkened.
"I already told Sister Ping, no need to prepare dinner tonight, we’re not going back."
Leng Yan pecked lightly on her lips, blinking his eyes, "We have to check out of the hotel room by 12 noon tomorrow, it’d be a waste not to stay."
"You actually think like that?" Wen Nuan laughed, pinching his handsome nose, "Staying out means eating out, why not consider how much we’d save on meals by going home?"
"Driving home takes gas, too. Darling, gas prices are really high right now. Plus, from here, it’s very close to both your workplace and mine." Leng Yan decided to continue his ’frugal’ argument: "Overall, going home isn’t very cost-effective."
Wen Nuan stared at him speechlessly, "And staying here saves electricity, you don’t have to pay extra for hotel air conditioning, right?"
Leng Yan finally couldn’t hold his serious expression, bursting into laughter, picked her up, and headed straight for the bathroom.
"Yan, what are you doing?"
Wen Nuan was frightened and clutched his neck tightly, "Are you crazy?"
"I already ran the water. Have a good soak, then we’ll head out for dinner. I’ve reserved a table." Placing her in the bathroom, Leng Yan gently closed the door. A knock sounded, and he opened the door to find the delivery person from the mall standing at the entrance, smiling at him, "Mr. Leng, these are the items you ordered from our store. Please sign here."
The water temperature was just right; after being outside all day, she’d long felt uncomfortable, but soaking in it now was so pleasant she didn’t want to get out.
Leng Yan put the clothes the delivery person had brought on the bed, looked them over, and a small smile played on his lips.
While watching TV earlier, there was an ad for a clothing item that immediately made him think it would suit Wen Nuan, so he called and ordered it right away.
And, of course, he also took the opportunity to order a few other things...