"Don't worry, I'll let you meet Joe, but not right now. He doesn't want anyone to know his true identity. After some time, I'll definitely let you meet him." Tan Qing shrugged helplessly as Wen Nuan nagged him about Joe.
Wen Nuan beamed, her eyes curved into crescents, and closed her notebook. "Thank you, Tan Qing, you're such a good friend!"
"Who wants to be your friend!" Tan Qing frowned and glared at her unhappily, sighing in resignation.
If only he could add "boy" in front of "friend," he'd be thrilled.
But knowing Wen Nuan well, with him and Qu Min currently entangled in a murky situation, it's best not to confess his feelings, lest Wen Nuan resent him. He remembered her saying she despised men who were two-timing.
"So, how are you going to thank me?" Tan Qing leaned lazily against the backrest, smiling mischievously. "You kept me company the whole day, how about repaying me by accompanying me—I'm all alone today, no beauties with me, touring around like a leader."
