CHAPTER 251: CHAPTER 250: SEEN BY LENG YAN

"I’m terrible with directions, which way should I turn here?" Wen Nuan asked, puzzled, as she pulled the car over at a crossroad and patted Tan Qing on the shoulder.

"Huh, did I fall asleep?"

He struggled to open his eyes, rubbing them hard, frustrated at how easily he had dozed off. After focusing his sight, he said, "Turn right at the next intersection."

Leng Yan watched from three cars behind as Tan Qing’s car came to a stop, feeling a slight relief. He thought the car would turn right towards the Wen Family’s place, but unexpectedly, it drove straight ahead.

Where are they going? A curious light flashed in Leng Yan’s eyes. Without hesitating, he followed closely.

"We’re here." The car drove into a newly developed villa area, Tan Qing pointed to one house, informing Wen Nuan.

The rain had stopped, and the fresh air blew in through the window, feeling a bit chilly yet refreshing. Wen Nuan saw Tan Qing roll down the window and quickly helped him close it, "You shouldn’t get wind." Spotting a coat in the back seat, she reached to hand it to him, "Wear this and get out, I need to go too."

Saying so, she reached for the door handle.

"How will you get back?" Tan Qing asked from behind her.

"I’ll hail a cab." Wen Nuan replied with a forced smile, "What, do you think I’ll walk back?"

"It’s hard to get a cab around here." Tan Qing frowned, noticing a servant approaching. He rolled the window down again, "Xiao Qing, call the driver. He should be done with his stuff now, tell him to come and send my... friend home."

He so wanted to add "girlfriend," but that was just wishful thinking, impossible.

"It’ll be quick, just ten minutes or so." He turned back to Wen Nuan with a smile, "Come inside and sit a while, you didn’t come in last time."

For some reason, Wen Nuan felt an inexplicable unease and didn’t want to go up. She just smiled, "I’ll wait outside for a bit, you go in and rest well."

"That would make me feel bad." Tan Qing shrugged with a seemingly helpless smile, "Okay, you brought me back. Out of courtesy, I’ll wait with you for the driver."

"Really, it’s not necessary. Look at you, you must have a high fever." Wen Nuan said awkwardly, watching his tired eyes struggling to stay open, yet forcing himself to hold on, a wave of sourness surged in her heart. His face was getting redder; when she draped the coat over him earlier, she accidentally touched his hand, and it was alarmingly hot.

"He’s really burning up, sigh." Wen Nuan sighed softly, her small hand instinctively reaching to touch his forehead, her brows furrowing, "So hot!"

Just as she was about to pull back, Tan Qing’s large hand tightly covered hers.

Wen Nuan’s face turned white with fright, "Tan Qing..."

"Let me hold it for a while, just for a while." He gently pulled her hand down, placing it in his palm. Tan Qing’s voice was hoarse and weak, "There won’t be another chance in the future, so please... let me hold it for a while."

Wen Nuan’s tears streamed down unexpectedly.

She had made such a terrible mistake; her regret was overwhelming. He was so outstanding, so carefree, yet she had tormented him to this state.

"Don’t cry, it’s not your fault." Tan Qing said weakly, using another hand to gently wipe away her tears from the corner of her eyes, "It’s my fault for clinging to you. You told me long ago that we couldn’t be together. But I couldn’t control my heart, always feeling there might be hope."

Leng Yan’s car came to a stop, and he got out to walk to Tan Qing’s car window. Wen Nuan’s hand was in Tan Qing’s, and Tan Qing was wiping her tears. Leng Yan’s eyes were deeply pierced, and a burning anger surged within him. He slammed the car door forcefully, the anger in his eyes like it could set people on fire.

"Leng Yan?"

Wen Nuan quickly pulled back her hand, her face draining of color. She didn’t expect Leng Yan to appear here, now realizing that call, only now she understood he had followed them.

Tan Qing was also taken aback, noticing Nuannuan’s expression. He wanted to explain; he opened the car door, "Young Master Leng, Nuannuan, she..."

Before he could finish, a hand filled with rage yanked Tan Qing out of the car.