Wen Nuan bit her lip. She couldn't stand spending her birthday alone, and she didn't expect Tan Qing, a grown man, to feel the same way.
As she was considering this, her phone rang. It was Leng Yan's number. She quickly answered, and as soon as she said hello, Leng Yan's voice came through: "I just saw your call, Nuannuan. I'm working late tonight, so I'll be back later."
"Got it." After hanging up, a wave of bitterness rose in her heart.
Working late?
Another lie, presumably.
"Whose call was that? Why do you look like that?" Tan Qing asked curiously.
Wen Nuan forced a smile, picked up her handbag. "A friend's. Let's go, I'm spending your birthday with you tonight. Dinner's on me, consider it your birthday gift."
"Who gives a gift like that?" Tan Qing chuckled, but didn't object.
As long as she was willing to come along, he was satisfied. He wanted to first deal with Qu Min's situation and wasn't in a rush to confess to her.
