Leng Yan slightly frowned, blinked at Sister Ping, and whispered, "Ask her where she is now."
Wen Nuan stood outside the car, looking at the vehicle that couldn’t move, shaking her head and sighing. The night wind blew by, and wearing so little clothing, she couldn’t help but shiver.
Wen Nuan could only return to sit inside the car. Just as she took out her phone to make another call, it had run out of battery.
"When it rains, it pours."
Suffering from a furrowed brow, she leaned her head on the seat, feeling more and more dizzy before her eyes.
Leng Yan parked his car and walked step by step toward her car.
Looking at her curled up on the car seat, her delicate face lowered, her bright eyes now closed, her eyelashes lightly trembling. Perhaps because of the cold, two newspapers covering her were almost sliding onto the seat. A soft feeling swept across his heart, a faint trace of heartache.
In such a state, she could actually sleep. Luckily, the car window let in some air, otherwise, if no one came and she kept sleeping , something bad would inevitably happen.
The deep voice startled Wen Nuan, who slowly opened her eyes and looked at him, rubbing her eyes over and over, her gaze complex: "Why is it you?"
"Why can’t it be me?" Leng Yan retorted.
"Did you know it was my car?" Wen Nuan asked softly, opening the door to get out of the car.
With a disdainful snort, he took out a wrench and other tools from the trunk, glanced at her: "What are you standing there for? Go get the flashlight."
"Okay." Wen Nuan took out the flashlight from the car and followed him. As she walked over, her thoughts cleared from their muddled state.
He’s going to change her spare tire?!
"Forget it, the tow truck will be here soon." Wen Nuan hurriedly intervened.
"Tow truck?" Leng Yan snorted lowly through his nose: "You might have to wait another one or two hours for it, especially at this time and on this road you chose."
Wen Nuan stopped speaking and focused on shining the flashlight for him. The light reflected on her face, the feeling of unease made the tip of her nose tingle once again.
To be honest, if Tan Qing hadn’t gone on a business trip, she would have preferred to ask Tan Qing for help.
As for Leng Yan, although she longed for his concern, she knew it was a luxury, unrealistic, so she hadn’t even considered it. Unexpectedly, he actually showed up.
"For things like replacing a spare tire, it’s best to learn."
Leng Yan took out a pair of cotton gloves, glanced at her indifferently, with a trace of reproach in his eyes.
This glance brought back long-lost memories for Wen Nuan.
Three years ago, he had also helped her. When he was helping her, his tone also carried some reproach. However, she didn’t feel those eyes were mocking at all, and mischievously blinked at him with a cheerful smile.
Staring absentmindedly at her for a moment, realizing her lost composure, she quickly turned her head and asked, "How do you happen to be here?"
Could it be that he came here specifically to find her?
Of course, Wen Nuan hoped so, but internally she directly dismissed the idea, how could that be, are you being foolish again?
"I just happened to be passing by on my way to handle some matters."
Leng Yan gave her a deep look, glanced at the tire, and suddenly stopped his hand movements.
Pulling off the cotton gloves, he took her hand and walked towards his car.
"Why?" Wen Nuan was surprised, "Aren’t you going to handle your matters?"
"Now that you’ve delayed me for too long, I can’t take care of it anymore." He looked at her, still not letting go, opened the passenger door, pushed her up, and nearly forcefully buckled her seatbelt.