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Chapter 25: Returning Home Alone

Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Returning Home Alone

"I’m serious, I can make clothes, please believe me."

Wen Nuan couldn’t see his face, so she assumed he was mocking her for overestimating herself. She eagerly asserted herself, trying to show that she could handle this: "I studied fashion design. With the pattern of your clothing, it won’t be difficult for me."

Interest sparkled even more in Tan Qing’s eyes: "You can really make it exactly the same?"

He hadn’t expected that this girl’s major was actually this. However, recalling her astonished reaction upon seeing the clothing during the day, he somewhat understood. JOE’s design was something every designer couldn’t help but admire.

"So, you agree?"

Wen Nuan let out a long sigh of relief, wanting to finalize this matter quickly to prevent him from backing out.

Tan Qing snapped his fingers, quite readily: "A piece of clothing made by you and a meal."

"OK, deal!"

Such an easy agreement was given to her, he truly was a good person to deal with, Nuannuan agreed happily, nearly jumping up in excitement.

...

Today was the day to return home. (Return home: a visit to the bride’s family for the first time after marriage, usually on the second or third day, with the groom accompanying.)

She had washed up early and only had a little breakfast. Wen Nuan sat at the dressing table, staring blankly at her pretty reflection in the mirror.

He hadn’t come home all night, looks like he really won’t be going to the Wen family with her.

No problem! Wen Nuan took a deep breath, forcing a smile on her lips. She had to let her father see her happiness, not worrying him about any mistreatment she might face at the Leng family.

"Young Madam, this is what the Young Master bought yesterday for you to take back."

Sister Ping saw Wen Nuan driving the car out from the garage and called the new maid, Xiao Mi, to move the gifts out together.

Wen Nuan rolled down the car window, looking at the expensive gifts with a flash of self-mockery and sadness in her eyes.

If he wasn’t going back with her, why buy these things?

Just like the card he gave, she didn’t care for these things. She smiled at Sister Ping: "I’ve already bought plenty, it’s enough."

"But the Young Master insisted you take these." Sister Ping looked at the gifts, then at Wen Nuan, feeling quite troubled.

A short, ironic smile flashed across Wen Nuan’s lips.

He says don’t go home, so we don’t go home; he says take the things, so take the things?

"No need."

Wen Nuan started the car, and by the time Sister Ping realized, the car had already left the villa.

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The car drove into the Wen family’s villa, and Wen Nuan saw her father and brother waiting at the door. Her nose inexplicably turned sour, nearly bringing her to tears.

She felt so wronged, wanting to rush into her father’s and brother’s arms and cry her heart out. But she knew she couldn’t.

Though only twenty, the early loss of her mother had forced her to mature beyond her years.

"Dad, Pengfei—"

As the car door opened, Nuannuan looked at Wen Qingyan and Wen Pengfei, her mouth spreading into a bright smile.

"Where’s Yan, why did you come alone?"

Wen Qingyan’s smile faded with a trace of confusion and sadness upon seeing his daughter alone.

"Yeah, why didn’t brother-in-law come?"

Wen Pengfei also wore a few traces of disappointment and worry: "Sis, is brother-in-law treating you badly, why isn’t he with you on such an important day?"

Wen Nuan forced herself to smile even more broadly: "Yan treats me very well. He was supposed to come, but something urgent came up at the company at the last minute. He’ll come next time."

"Is that really the case?" Wen Qingyan was a bit skeptical but feared his daughter might be hurt: "Nuannuan, let’s go inside. Dad asked Aunt Liu to prepare a lot of your favorite..."

Before Wen Qingyan finished speaking, Pengfei suddenly shouted excitedly, his youthful voice full of enthusiasm: "Sis, is that brother-in-law’s car?"

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Around nine o’clock, there will be another Chapter.