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Chapter 113: Do You Know Leng Yan

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Do You Know Leng Yan

"Of course, I don’t mind." Leng Yan slightly shook his head, looking at her with a half-smile.

On the surface, he seemed indifferent, but inside, he was about to explode. He stared coldly at Tan Qing and Wen Nuan stepping onto the dance floor, eyes dark like a brewing storm.

"I’m not very good at dancing. If I step on your shoes, I’m not responsible," Wen Nuan said to Tan Qing as they walked towards the dance floor, really feeling a prickling sense of unease. She could even imagine Leng Yan’s angry gaze, as if it would burn her alive. Her steps were a bit unsteady, and to distract herself, she half-jokingly said to Tan Qing.

Tan Qing chuckled lightly, "Don’t worry, feel free to step. I won’t utter a word of pain, even if my feet get injured or my shoes get ruined, I’ll quickly take care of it and shout: I’ll be back."

"Tan Qing... Gray Wolf..."

Wen Nuan couldn’t help but laugh, her laughter joyful. Leng Yan had come over with Ji Wei, just in time to see her face.

Like a delicate but unpretentious flower, stunningly beautiful.

Only, this flower, at this moment, was not blooming for him.

His heart ached, wanting to snatch her back from Tan Qing’s hands. His foot moved, but his hand was immediately held, Ji Wei’s gentle voice: "Yan, I’m feeling a bit unwell again, could you get me a glass of juice?"

"Sit over there, wait for me a moment." Leng Yan glanced at Wen Nuan, then retracted his gaze and spoke to Ji Wei. He quickly brought a glass of juice over and handed it to her.

What a considerate man!

Wen Nuan danced and talked with Tan Qing, but most of her attention remained on Leng Yan and Ji Wei. Watching him considerately hand her the juice, saying something to her with a gentle expression, Ji Wei smiled with her lips pursed.

Her heart ached, stabbing with pain.

Not loving Ji Wei anymore...

Hating Ji Wei...

Why did he have to say these things to her, if he hadn’t, when she learned that he and Ji Wei were first loves, she wouldn’t have held any hope at all.

No hope, she wouldn’t have given her love...

Then today, she wouldn’t be so hurt, so heartbroken.

That day, he said he didn’t want a divorce, that he didn’t love Ji Wei anymore. Her heart softened, and she wavered.

Now she regrets it, wishing she could buy all the regret medicine in the world and take it.

"Nuannuan..."

A moment ago, she wore a smile, but now she seemed a bit sorrowful. Tan Qing looked puzzled, thinking she was ill, and asked worriedly, "What’s wrong, are you unwell, do you need to go to the hospital?"

"It’s nothing, just a strangely bad mood today." Wen Nuan smiled slightly, brushing it off, and continued dancing.

Don’t be sad, don’t be sad, divorce is fine, he never loved her, so there’s no need to be sad.

She kept persuading herself, chatting aimlessly with Tan Qing, shifting her focus.

No matter how Tan Qing asked why her mood was bad, she wouldn’t say, only mentioning there were some things at home, but nothing major. Probably just tired from work, so she’s blowing little things out of proportion.

"Feeling better?" As the song ended, walking from the dance floor to the rest area, Tan Qing asked with a smile.

"Happy, happy to the point of wanting to drink," she replied with a smile. Inside, she felt less troubled than before, but thinking of Leng Yan made her wish to drink away the pain and completely rid him from her mind.

Wen Nuan picked up a glass of red wine, raised her neck and swallowed it all at once. The image of Ji Wei and Leng Yan’s arms floated before her eyes, her nose stinging as if she was about to cry.

"That’s not how you drink red wine." The glass was suddenly taken from her, Tan Qing’s pleasant yet slightly puzzled voice sounded above her head, "Nuannuan, do you know Leng Yan?"