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Chapter 130: It Must Be a Man

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: It Must Be a Man

"You’re awake?" Wen Nuan forced a smile. "Go back to sleep, it’s still early."

"Why aren’t you sleeping?" Leng Yan stubbornly held her waist. "It’s the weekend, you don’t need to get up."

"I..." Wen Nuan blinked. "I want to see Tong Xi..."

"Really?" Leng Yan raised an eyebrow. "Their crew went out of town to find locations, they should only arrive this afternoon. In the morning, where are you going to find her?"

"I’m bored at home, can’t I just go out for a walk?" Her lie exposed, Wen Nuan’s face flushed with embarrassment. "You can’t limit this too, can you? And weren’t you in the master bedroom? How did you end up here?"

"Why aren’t you sleeping in the master bedroom? It’s already been three days. Wen Nuan, how long are you planning to keep giving me the silent treatment?"

He couldn’t take it anymore. Last night, when he couldn’t sleep and went to the study, she was already gone. He used the key to open her bedroom door and quietly slipped into her bed. Afraid he’d wake her and get kicked out, he wanted to hug her many times, but always pulled his hand back.

When she turned in her sleep, he instinctively hugged her tight. Even though he was asleep, once he held her, he didn’t want to let go.

"I’ve been coming back too late recently and didn’t want to disturb your rest." Wen Nuan said lightly, then her phone on the side suddenly rang—it was Tan Qing calling.

"Why so early?" She rubbed her neck which was a bit sore from sleeping and asked softly. She wanted to sneak out to talk with Tan Qing, but seeing Leng Yan’s inquisitive look, she suddenly didn’t want to leave.

Letting him hear, so what?

Tan Qing, wearing sportswear, wiping sweat and grinning into the phone, said, "Yesterday, I heard from the people in the data room that you borrowed a lot of materials. You didn’t have to go through so much trouble. I have a few notes I can lend you. Interested?"

"Of course."

Wen Nuan nodded vigorously, eager to leave the house immediately. Ignoring Leng Yan’s increasingly furrowed brow, Wen Nuan quickly got out of bed and put on slippers. "When are you giving them to me?"

"This morning, I can bring them to your house, okay?" Tan Qing’s smile deepened.

He wanted to know where she lived, and while visiting, take the opportunity to meet her parents, going the future in-laws route. He had prepared gifts that were sure to please them.

"No need!" Wen Nuan instinctively stopped him. "Let’s meet at Qingye Coffee."

She didn’t want Tan Qing to know where she lived.

"Alright, let’s not miss it." A fleeting disappointment passed through Tan Qing’s heart, but it soon disappeared. He planned to have lunch at a good couple’s restaurant across the street after coffee. In the afternoon, they could hang out for a while, a good day nonetheless.

Seeing Wen Nuan come out of the washroom, Leng Yan jumped out of bed, pulling at the clothes she was about to wear. He stared at her with his eyes, firing a series of questions: "Where are you going? Didn’t you say you signed up for a fashion contest? Shouldn’t you be home studying design? Whose call was it that you’re leaving so urgently?"

"A friend’s, and I’m going to get stuff for study." Changing into a pretty dress, Wen Nuan stared at herself in the mirror, checked several angles and, finding no issue, grabbed her bag and left without looking back.

A man, it must be a man!

Watching Wen Nuan’s car drive out of the villa from upstairs, Leng Yan bit his teeth, his face turning blue with anger. Changing clothes, he briefly talked to Sister Ping and drove off as well.

Qingye Coffee...

He remembered Wen Nuan mentioned this name on the phone just now.