She also just found out yesterday about Ji Wei’s arrival in N City. Li Qiu rarely pays attention to the entertainment circle and only learned about it from chatting with a few wealthy wives.
Leng Yan furrowed his brows and said, "I know what you’re worried about. Don’t worry, she’s just a contracted artist with Qingcheng, nothing more than that."
"I hope that’s what you’re thinking, Yan. Don’t forget, you’re already a married man." Li Qiu sighed somewhat helplessly, and remembering Wen Nuan, she asked, "How’s Nuannuan? Any news?"
She hoped that having a child could tie Yan down, and she didn’t want her son to be bewitched by Ji Wei again.
"No, Mom, I’ve told you many times. We don’t want children for the time being. All right, I still have work to do, talk later, I’ll visit when I’m free."
Leng Yan furrowed his brows even tighter, said a few simple words, and immediately hung up the phone.
They’re not within his consideration. He never thought of having a child with Wen Nuan...
A woman he would never care about, a woman merely related to interests...
"Young Master Leng, Young Madam’s car, the tires have all been changed... Mm, using the best ones, definitely won’t have any quality issues... Mm, the spare tire is ready too."
Xiao Jing’s call made Leng Yan slightly pause, a touch of self-mockery appearing at the corner of his mouth.
He was just thinking he wouldn’t care about that woman, so what was he doing now?
After getting off work, Wen Nuan paused looking at the car Xiao Jing brought over.
"Mm, Second Young Master had them all replaced, worried it’s not safe for you to drive." Xiao Jing nodded.
Sister Ping had some issues to discuss with Xiao Jing and came along, her face full of smiles, "Young Madam’s previous tires were Kumho tires, Young Master said this type had reported accidents. He’s worried about you."
Wen Nuan said softly, a sweet sense rose in her heart. He truly cared about her, is that it?
Kumho tires recently had a quite "glorious" nickname as "killer tires," but not all the tires had problems, just those from a specific manufacturer. She had checked, and her car’s tires were not within the accident-prone range and weren’t from the accident tire manufacturer, so there wasn’t really a safety issue. But unexpectedly, he replaced them. No wonder he left the car that day, not letting her drive after just a glance at the tires.
Sister Ping laughed, "Of course it’s genuine concern. Young Madam, Young Master already had a stomach ache when he returned that day. But upon hearing you had a tire blowout, he immediately drove out, enduring stomach pain all the way there due to fear."
"Sister Ping, you mean he wasn’t just passing by?"
Wen Nuan was astonished.
She asked him how he was there, and he said he happened to be passing by. Since she didn’t have any fantasies, she believed his words. Only now, hearing Sister Ping, she realized he went there on purpose.
And, it was while enduring a stomach ache. She was both touched and pained.
"Leng Yan, you are actually just as kind as when I met you three years ago, right? Actually, you are just unhappy with the arranged marriage, not that you really dislike me, right?"
Sister Ping and Xiao Jing left; in the golden glow of sunset, looking at the clouds on the horizon, Wen Nuan’s smile spread, beautiful like an angel.
Perhaps, she can take the initiative a bit more, so she can embrace happiness.
"What are you grinning about?" A teasing voice sounded above her head, an arm draped over her shoulder, Wen Nuan looked at the person in front of her, still smiling: "Tan Qing? When did you get back?"
"Just arrived." Tan Qing blinked, "Why are you still here after work, waiting for me?"