Ex-Husband CEO, Stop Messing Around!
Chapter 29: Someone in the Room

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Someone in the Room

Since there was no place for her to study, she wanted to join the workforce and learn on the job. Anyway, she was great at self-study and could learn the knowledge she would have picked up at a school in France, consulting teachers via video for any questions she couldn’t figure out.

During the days when Leng Yan was not home, she often kept an eye on job postings and couldn’t help but sigh at the educational requirements.

She hadn’t graduated from university yet, though she had arranged with the school to take the graduation exam next year. However, it meant waiting another year for her diploma.

"You want to work?" Tan Qing was a bit surprised, "Have you graduated from university?"

She seemed to be just a freshman or sophomore.

"No." Wen Nuan shook her head, not wanting to reveal too much. She said, "There are some family matters, so I came back from Paris. I want to work while studying on my own."

"You studied design in Paris?"

Tan Qing’s eyes lit up, "Which school?"

"XX University."

"A top fashion design school in Paris." Tan Qing nodded, looking at her with less mischief and more appreciation. She dug out a business card from her pocket and handed it to Wen Nuan, "This company has a fashion design recruitment next week. You can give it a try. If you truly have talent, you’ll be kept."

"MT International?"

Seeing the name on the business card, Wen Nuan was more shocked than pleasantly surprised.

MT International was a huge fashion empire in Asia, with brands spanning globally. Its main sales focused on premium labels, with secondary focus on mass-market brands, targeting both commoners and aristocrats.

Such a big company, was Tan Qing very familiar with them? Nuannuan was puzzled, "What’s your connection with MT International?"

Could it be Tan Qing’s company? If so, she’d better not go. Being pestered by him day in and day out, occasionally calling her "Little Nuannuan," it’d drive her crazy.

"As for the relationship between MT and me..." Tan Qing playfully blinked and casually said, "I have some connections with MT’s chief... designer. I heard they’re looking for designers. What, afraid of MT’s big reputation, don’t dare to go?"

Tan Qing said with a smile, his tone clearly provoking her.

"Why wouldn’t I dare?"

Wen Nuan raised her delicate eyebrows, flashed a mischievous grin, "As long as they judge by work, not by education, I’ll dare to go."

"Little Nuannuan, quite confident, huh."

Tan Qing took a sip of coffee, chuckling softly.

"You’d better call me Wen Nuan." Wen Nuan gave an awkward smile, "I’ll call you Tan Qing, you call me Wen Nuan. We’re not that close, so calling this way is better."

"I don’t like calling so formally. We’ve met a few times; at least we can be friends, right? Then..."

Tan Qing’s eyebrows conveyed laughter, "How about just calling you Nuannuan, is that okay?"

"Suit yourself."

Wen Nuan looked down, tracing the smooth surface of the coffee cup, nodding helplessly.

Many people called her Nuannuan, and she didn’t mind those two words. It was much better than "Little Nuannuan."

"Want to have dinner together tonight?"

The sky had already darkened. Glancing at the flashing neon outside the window, recalling her promise to treat him, Wen Nuan asked.

"As compensation for the shirt or inviting me for work?" Tan Qing continued sipping the rich coffee, asking.

Wen Nuan gritted her teeth, "I’ll treat you twice in total, you can choose the place."

"Alright, but not today."

Glancing at the watch on his wrist, Tan Qing’s handsome brows furrowed slightly, "I have a meeting planned tonight, it’s almost time."

"Alright then, another day."

Wen Nuan watched him leave handsomely, a faint smile blossoming on her lips.

She didn’t want to spend Leng Yan’s money, nor did she want to ask her father for it. So, self-reliance was something she urgently needed to resolve.

MT International was renowned globally. If she could establish herself in this company, starting a fashion brand in the future wouldn’t be a problem. Even if the Wen Family truly collapsed, she’d have the capability to ensure her father and brother’s well-being.

Not wanting to go home for dinner, she called Sister Ping to say she’d be home later. Wen Nuan ate something outside before returning to the Leng Family home.

Looking at the dark windows of the master bedroom on the second floor, a sense of desolation formed into a bitter smile at the corner of her lips.

Wondering when he would come back...

She quietly went upstairs, not wanting to disturb Sister Ping and Xiao Mi. Wen Nuan opened the door to her room and as her hand reached for the light switch, her heart suddenly tightened.

A large hand covered hers, and the faint scent of tobacco lingered at her nose.

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