CHAPTER 246: CHAPTER 245: BETTER A SHORT PAIN THAN A LONG ONE

Tan Qing toyed with the juice glass, a trace of self-mockery in his phoenix eyes: "Does this mean your Leng Family has stolen someone right from under you?"

He thought, perhaps the Leng Family was Wen Nuan’s only option.

"When are you leaving?"

Leng Ye was quite surprised by this turn of events. Ever since Leng Yan and Wen Nuan fell in love, he had considered this question. However, it seemed Wen Nuan was quite happy working here, so he didn’t dwell on it. Moreover, seeing her lost in thought a few days ago made him think even less about it.

But since Tan Qing mentioned it, it must be true. Images of several famous designers from the Leng Family flashed through his mind; who would be the best mentor for Wen Nuan?

From Wen Nuan’s words, she liked Lin Xue very much. He frowned, thinking there was indeed someone in the company with a similar personality, although their design talent wasn’t quite up to Lin Xue’s level. The opportunity for Wen Nuan to learn there would be limited.

There was someone whose design talent matched Lin Xue’s, but they had a bit of a temper, often scolding newcomers. He couldn’t bear to let Wen Nuan become that person’s apprentice.

"In the next few days." Tan Qing didn’t specify the exact time; he hoped she could stay a few more days, even if it was wishful thinking, one more day would be nice.

Leng Ye sighed with some regret: "Nuannuan is very talented, but since she wants to leave, there is no other way. After all, she belongs to the Leng Family, and returning to the Leng Family makes sense."

He almost blurted out that she was Leng Yan’s wife. But as those words reached his lips, he swallowed them back down.

Yes, she is a part of the Leng Family... Tan Qing laughed self-deprecatingly, raising his eyes to look at the sky outside, frowning slightly.

The sky was dark and overcast, just like his heart, filled with unending gloom.

"It’s going to rain." Leng Ye also noticed the change in the weather, straightening his clothes as he stood up: "Qing, I need to rush back to the company."

"Mm." Tan Qing waved his hand, watching him leave. Suddenly, he remembered something. He called to Leng Ye: "About Joe, should I say something or not? She’s very interested in that name and often asks me about it. I’ve been hesitating about whether to tell her."

"Not for now." Leng Ye thought for a moment, shaking his head: "Didn’t you give her the notes? Let her review them carefully; there’s no need to know who Joe is."

"You’re right." Tan Qing nodded, taking small sips of the juice in his glass, a smile on his lips but lifeless.

Wen Nuan had said she wanted him to smile freely like before. He tried to do so, often keeping a smile on his lips, but the stiffness often made even himself feel exasperated.

When he stepped outside, raindrops started pouring down, large and fierce.

Tan Qing hadn’t encountered this when he came, so he didn’t bring an umbrella. And since it was right across from MT, he hadn’t driven. Some people left early, taking all the umbrellas the hotel had for customer emergencies.

He stood at the entrance, looking out, with no sign that the rain would stop soon. Still having important matters to attend to, he gritted his teeth and dashed into the curtain of rain. Behind him, a female server offered him her umbrella, but he heard and did not turn back.

He was no longer the Tan Qing of the past, once fond of chatting and joking with familiar or unfamiliar girls. He was slowly learning what love is, and at the same time, slowly tasting what loss is.

Reading her writings again and again, Wen Nuan reluctantly printed them out and signed her name.

"Master, I’m going to deliver this to Young Master Tan now."

Lin Xue was watching the rain from the window, and Wen Nuan approached her to say this. Lin Xue patted her shoulder sadly and ultimately just nodded without saying anything.

Some things can never be. So rather than prolonging the pain, better to end it quickly.