Wen Nuan's slender fingers were held by Tan Qing's hand, and instinctively she wanted to pull away, but he gripped tighter. She looked at Leng Yan, smiled a little at the corners of her mouth, suddenly not wanting to let go. But the next second, her waist was suddenly embraced, and she found herself in another's arms.
"Leng Yan!" Wen Nuan gritted her teeth, staring at the man who had forcibly taken her away.
Leng Yan's eyes narrowed dangerously, lowering his head to look at her with a wicked gaze: "Don't want to tell him who I am, is that so? Fine, I'll tell him myself!"
Tan Qing was once again stunned, with complex emotions immediately engulfing his entire body.
He wanted to step forward, but it seemed like an invisible barrier stopped him, making his feet unable to move.
A voice in his mind kept reminding him: Wen Nuan and Leng Yan, not just neighbors! And it's not as simple as Nuannuan just having a crush on Leng Yan.
Could it be...
No!
