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Chapter 70: Big Brother, You’re a Bit Too Meddlesome

Chapter 70: Chapter 70: Big Brother, You’re a Bit Too Meddlesome

"Who’s waiting for you, narcissist." Wen Nuan rolled her eyes at him, looked at the time realizing it was late, and said anxiously, "I need to go home, let’s talk later."

"Nuannuan, have dinner with me." Tan Qing held onto the car handle, not letting her open it, his eyes filled with expectation.

Wen Nuan hurriedly declined, "I’m busy today, maybe in a few days."

Xiao Jing said Leng Yan would be home for dinner tonight, she wanted to make something for him. He didn’t eat anything last time, and she didn’t want to miss the chance today.

Watching Wen Nuan’s car gradually disappear, Tan Qing sighed deeply. He thought to himself, wasn’t he always a charming gentleman, rich and handsome? Since when did it become so hard to pursue a girl?

"Want to have dinner together?"

Tan Qing was just about to get his car when a gentle voice sounded not far away. He looked toward the roadside and saw Leng Ye sitting in his car, lowering the window to look at him.

"Wow, what wind blew you here, you seem very leisurely."

Tan Qing laughed lazily, teasing as he walked up to Leng Ye’s car.

Leng Ye glanced in the direction where Wen Nuan’s car disappeared to: "Who was that just now, Young Master Tan’s new girlfriend?"

"Interested in that?" Tan Qing smirked.

"If she’s a good girl, you better not mess with her, or else your three-minute heat might harm her."

Tan Qing opened the car door and sat inside, "Not necessarily, maybe I’ll be serious."

"Really?"

Leng Ye’s expression tightened, he shook his head bitterly and started the car, "Let’s go, it’s been a while since we chatted."

Tan Qing wants to pursue Wen Nuan...

All the way, he couldn’t help but think about this problem, and his usually calm heart became unusually heavy.

Wen Nuan—— she was supposed to be his bride...

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"Young Madam, you just got off work, go rest, I’ll handle it."

Seeing Wen Nuan come to the kitchen, Sister Ping quickly stopped her.

But Wen Nuan was determined, she smiled and pushed Sister Ping to sit aside, giggling as she pleaded, "I’ll just make one dish, just one."

"You just finished work and haven’t even had water." Sister Ping wanted to say more but was cut off, "Let her do it, I also want to taste her cooking."

"Leng Yan..."

Wen Nuan was stunned, unable to hide the smile in her eyes, "You’re back?"

"Yeah, I’ll nap first, call me for dinner." Leng Yan said as he went upstairs, pausing on the steps to look back at her, seemingly worried, "It won’t be awful, right?"

"Well..." Wen Nuan bit her lip, unsure if it would suit his taste and fearing it might backfire. But she really wanted to cook a dish for him, and she was serious about it.

Seeing her little worried, nervous face, Leng Yan’s heart softened, "Sister Ping said you’re good, it should be fine."

Wen Nuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, "I’ll make Coca-Cola Chicken Wings then."

This dish is simple enough, there shouldn’t be any issues. Plus, it has benefits like strengthening the stomach, which would be good for his health.

Under Sister Ping’s guidance, she blanched the chicken wings in boiling water, made cuts, marinated, and stir-fried them with oil, then braised with cola.

Really simple, practically foolproof.

Soon the chicken wings were done, kept warm by the cover, and Wen Nuan’s lips curved as she went upstairs to call Leng Yan.

The door was ajar, and Leng Yan didn’t seem to be asleep, probably on a call.

She was about to push the door when a low roar from inside startled her.

"If she’s drunk let the assistant send her back, brother, aren’t you over-managing it? She’s just a contracted artist in the company, do I really need to care?"