The smile was so warm, so earnest, that Tan Qing's determined gaze made Wen Nuan's nose sting. She turned away, wiping away the tears that she couldn't hold back.
She finally couldn't bring herself to say the words of refusal.
She took a taxi back, and since the manager didn't require her to return to work today, she decided to use the time to tidy up her "new home."
It was a place the company rented for employees without charging them. A one-bedroom apartment, a bit small, but very clean, with enough furniture and an independent kitchen and bathroom, along with various appliances. Located downtown, it had a large supermarket nearby, making shopping and transportation very convenient.
Wen Nuan bought a potted plant on the way, unlocked the door, and went in. Sitting in the small living room, she pondered over what Tan Qing had said.
She felt very moved and warm, yet also very helpless.
