Lin Xue happened to come over, exchanged a few pleasantries with Ji Wei, and soon got down to business.
"Master, Ji Wei is really impressive."
On the way back in the car, Wen Nuan couldn’t help but talk to Lin Xue about Ji Wei: "She’s beautiful, acts well, and is easygoing. She even helped me out of a jam, nothing like what the entertainment news says about her."
"She helped you out?"
Lin Xue, known for her love of gossip, blinked her big eyes in obvious disbelief: "She’s very aloof, they call her the Ice Beauty in the entertainment circle."
"It’s true, I think she might be that type of person who’s cold on the outside but warm on the inside."
Wen Nuan told Lin Xue what had happened before she arrived.
"Could it be?" Lin Xue slightly furrowed her brow: "Maybe it has something to do with Young Master Tan. Didn’t she say she knows Young Master Tan? I do recall a friend once interacted with her and she was indeed a big deal."
"Maybe it really is because of Young Master Tan." Wen Nuan nodded.
She only realized after joining the company that Tan Qing is the General Manager and also the young master of MT, with Tan’s father being the Chairman of MT.
Little did they know, by this time, the softness on Ji Wei’s face had already disappeared, leaving only coldness in her beautiful eyes.
"You did well just now. Here, take these." In the nanny van, only Ji Wei and Xiao Wu were present. She faintly smiled and handed over a stack of cash.
"Thank you, Sister Ji." Xiao Wu quickly took it, hesitated as he was about to get out, and curiously asked, "Who exactly is that Assistant Wen? Does she have a grudge against you, Sister Ji? Do you want me to find someone to teach her a lesson?"
Ji Wei arched her brow: "No need. This matter is just between you and me. If you ever mention that the broken vase scene was an act to anyone, I won’t forgive you."
Xiao Wu readily agreed and got out of the car. Ji Wei sneered, took out her phone, and looked at the MMS sent to her a few days ago of Wen Nuan at Leng Yan’s villa, slowly curling a mocking smile.
She’s just a little girl, and as expected, isn’t favored by Leng Yan, not even able to get into the Leng Family. She poses no threat whatsoever to taking Leng Yan back.
Because it was a little late coming back, she could leave straight after work once she got to the company. Wen Nuan drove out of the company and directly headed home in her own car.
As her stomach growled passing by a dessert shop,
she playfully stuck out her tongue and parked the car on the side. Putting the keys into her handbag, she looked up and immediately recognized the familiar license plate number, causing her heart to tremble.
In front of a neighboring café, Leng Yan’s black Land Rover was parked there ostentatiously.
Days of yearning felt like a curse, drawing her footsteps forward.
Through the wide, bright windows, Leng Yan, wearing a blue-patterned shirt, was holding a cup of coffee, saying something.
His movements were elegant and gentlemanly, his profile handsome with an innate arrogance.
Opposite him was a man in his forties, seemingly discussing business. Soon, the man left, leaving Leng Yan alone, dialing someone on his phone.
She just gazed foolishly at his profile until he slipped his phone into his pocket and stood up to leave.
She wanted to hide, but he still noticed her. She awkwardly turned her face away, pretending not to have seen him, and tried to leave.
"What are you doing here?"
Leng Yan, sitting by the entrance, strode out the door, hands in his pockets, lazily speaking.