"Alright." A hint of amusement flickered in Tan Qing's narrow phoenix eyes.
Being as smart as he is, he didn't want to open her wounds now, hoping instead for them to scab over soon.
Intentionally steering the topic towards work, he avoided all matters related to Leng Yan, not even mentioning things about City E. Tan Qing seriously ate his meal, until even the soup was finished clean, he patted his stomach with satisfaction: "Now I finally understand what it means to be content."
"I'll wash the dishes." Noticing Tan Qing's slightly amusing expression, Wen Nuan smiled and collected the dishes. Tan Qing wanted to wash, but she insisted on not letting him.
While washing the dishes, the tears she had been holding back fell into the sink.
She didn't know how he had been recently nor if there were any leads on Ji Wei. Even more, she didn't know what he would do when he thought of her.
But she knew that recently, he must not have been eating well or sleeping well.
