Chapter 24: Sew a Burlap Sack for Him to Wear

Maybe she could... make another one for him in the same style.

But, would he accept it?

Wen Nuan looked at the phone thrown on the sofa, stared at the long string of numbers in the phone book, her pretty face tangled in thought.

She knew his name was Tan Qing, but she hadn't saved his name.

He was just someone she met by chance. After returning his shirt, she didn't think she'd have a chance to meet him again.

Should I call? Would he yell at me in anger?

Sigh—

Wen Nuan let out a long sigh, put the phone on the small coffee table, propped her chin up, and stared at the black silk shirt in a daze. Then she picked up the phone again, bit her lower lip, and dialed Tan Qing's number.

Tan Qing gave her the impression that he wasn't a stingy man, at least much easier to get along with than Leng Yan. So, she decided to call him.

"Why isn't he answering?"

Listening to the music ringtone on the other end, Wen Nuan muttered softly to herself, feeling anxious inside.