Sorry, the last Chapter was Chapter 20, I made a typo, and I can’t change it. I feel like crying %>_<%
Of course, it’s not fine. The man who deserves a thousand cuts, she really hates him to the core. But can she say it’s not fine? No matter how much she liked him once, he is after all Leng Yan’s friend, and she shouldn’t speak ill of him in front of others.
Even though he truly is bad to the core!
Wen Nuan gave an awkward smile, placed the blanket aside, and stood up: "Not really, I don’t know him well." She answered vaguely, then looked at him: "You haven’t told me your name yet?"
Three years ago, she asked him. But he didn’t want to say, and at that time he seemed to be in a very bad mood, so she didn’t dare to press him.
Leng Yan gave a faint smile, feeling a bit surprised. He thought she would complain to him about how bad he was, but unexpectedly, she covered it up lightly. Actually, to be honest, he wanted to see her angrily rant about how he bullied her.
He just wanted to see her angry, it would make him feel a bit better. Hmph, who told the Wen Family to force the Leng Family to marry her.
He couldn’t stop this marriage, but he could make her unhappy!
"...If you’re unwilling to say, forget it, haha, I was being presumptuous." Wen Nuan saw that he had no intention of telling her, and laughed dryly twice.
Now, she realized she still couldn’t act naturally around this man’s aura. She slightly furrowed her delicate brows, carefully asking: "Do you know who I am, do you remember me?"
Wen Nuan looked into his eyes, her heart was stirred once again. But his demeanor was so calm, three years ago he would at least call her little girl, but now he was so unfamiliar it surprised her.
Could it be that he doesn’t recognize her anymore?
"You are the eldest daughter of the Wen Family, the Second Young Madam of the Leng Family." The sarcasm in Leng Yan’s smile was something Wen Nuan couldn’t discern.
"It seems you truly don’t recognize me." Wen Nuan lowered her head a bit disappointedly, staring at the floor as she spoke quietly: "We have met before, don’t you remember? Three years ago in E City..."
"I’m being honest." This time his sarcasm was very sharp, Wen Nuan immediately picked up on it. She raised her head to explain eagerly: "We really did meet..."
"I’ve met too many people. Even if we’ve met, what’s so surprising about that? Is there any need to be so agitated, or do you get every time you meet a man?"
Leng Yan stood by the balcony, staring at the shirt slightly swaying in the breeze, his eyes cold, interrupting her words, and glaring back at her angrily.
With the owner of that shirt, she must be chatting up in the same way!
He was just teasing her earlier, and he actually forgot about such an important matter.
"Hey, why are you glaring at me?" Wen Nuan was staring at his back, and his resentful gaze suddenly hit her eyes. She paused slightly, puzzled, and asked, her voice unconsciously tinged with grievance.
"Does it make you feel wronged?"
His voice grew colder, and seeing her eyes slightly reddening, he felt a wave of irritation. His gaze was colder than his voice, with a brewing storm in his dark eyes: "Feels wronged yet you married into the Leng Family? Or do you think I should let you chat up with men freely?"
Wen Nuan was stunned, suddenly realizing something.
Last night’s voice, if you take away the fake gentleness, was exactly... the same person.