Ex-Husband CEO, Stop Messing Around!
Chapter 172: The Frustrating Magazine

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: The Frustrating Magazine

The palm was really swollen, and you could see deep teeth marks.

At that time, Tong Xi was only focused on getting him to let go, not expecting him to bite down so hard.

"No need!" Leng Ye replied to Tong Xi coldly, shaking his hand from the pain.

Did he cover her mouth out of necessity? If she hadn’t spread rumors about his computer wallpaper being a photo of Wen Nuan, he wouldn’t have done it in such a rush.

"Tan Qing, what’s wrong?"

Wen Nuan waited for a long time without seeing Tong Xi come over. She called her phone, but it was probably out of battery and turned off. Knowing she was likely still wandering around the hall, Wen Nuan decided to come down and look for her. As soon as the elevator doors opened, the first thing she saw was the pained expression on Tan Qing’s furrowed brow.

Tan Qing’s heart trembled as his phoenix eyes watched the elevator exit. He quickly placed the laptop to the side and hid his hand.

"Nuannuan, why did you come down?" Tong Xi watched as Nuannuan came out and walked up, wrapping an arm around Wen Nuan’s shoulder and gently shaking her.

"I couldn’t reach you by phone, so I came down to check," Wen Nuan patted Tong Xi’s shoulder. Seeing Tan Qing retract his hand, she frowned and pulled his hand over, her expression becoming tense, "Why is it so swollen?"

"Thanks to her, she bit me!" With Wen Nuan holding his hand, Tan Qing’s anger subsided significantly. He glanced indifferently at Tong Xi, "Is this the friend you were talking about? Truly wild."

"You’re the wild one!" Tong Xi glared at him irritably, speaking quickly, "If it weren’t for your computer wallpaper being..."

"Shut up!" Tan Qing’s face suddenly went pale as he glared at Tong Xi fiercely, his eyes narrowing slightly with a hint of threat.

He could sense Wen Nuan was avoiding him, that their relationship wasn’t as close as before. He didn’t want her to become even more distant once she found out the wallpaper was a secretly taken photo of her at a party.

She loved Leng Yan, and she was already Leng Yan’s wife. No matter how much he loved her, for the sake of morality and ethics, he could only keep his love in his heart. The wallpaper on the computer screen was destined to remain hidden.

"What on earth is going on?" Wen Nuan looked bewilderedly at Tan Qing and Tong Xi. It was like they were speaking in riddles; she couldn’t understand a word.

"It’s nothing."

Sucking in a breath from the pain, Leng Ye mentally cursed Tong Xi a hundred times as a wild woman. Wen Nuan blew gently on his swollen area, like a cool breeze that significantly reduced the pain. Her eyelashes fluttered lightly, making him unable to resist reaching out his right hand to touch them. Just as he was about to, his heart trembled, and he gently withdrew his hand, forcing a smile, "I’m fine, Nuannuan, go attend to your friends. I’m off work now."

He sincerely wished she would hold his hand a little longer, let her blow on the painful area a bit more so he could enjoy her gentleness. However, he feared he would become too immersed. The girl he liked was already someone else’s wife, and such sadness forced him to choose to keep his distance from her.

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"Xixi, what did he just say to you?" Wen Nuan handed Tong Xi a cup of coffee and frowned slightly, asking.

When they were entering the elevator, Tong Xi was suddenly called aside by Tan Qing. The two of them whispered about something. It seemed like Tan Qing was warning Tong Xi about something, while Tong Xi was grinning and making some kind of request.

In the end, Tong Xi even made an OK gesture, and Wen Nuan saw her let out a long sigh of relief.

"I almost damaged his laptop, so he warned me not to damage anything in your company," Tong Xi said, half-truthfully.

She did almost damage his laptop, but that wasn’t what Tan Qing said. He had her promise not to mention the computer wallpaper, and what Tong Xi was talking about was if the laptop suffered any aftereffects from the fall, she wouldn’t be held liable.

She had carefully inspected that laptop, worth tens of thousands. Because she had taken a break from school midway to shoot a TV drama, her parents were furious and didn’t give her any allowance, so she had no money to compensate Tan Qing now.

"He’s not that petty," Wen Nuan pouted, showing disbelief. Tan Qing wouldn’t be so petty; otherwise, the incident of her ruining his shirt wouldn’t have blown over so easily.

"Believe it or not." Tong Xi couldn’t think of any reason to explain, so she simply chose not to.

Sitting on a chair, she picked up a magazine and saw the cover featuring Ji Wei, exuding a queen-like aura, and tossed it onto the table with a snap, "Having a woman like this in front of you, Nuannuan, don’t you find it stifling?"