chapter103
Tan Jinxue was tortured for half his life by repeated inspections, her eyes were a little red, and she leaned on the chair to pant. He caught a glimpse of He Hua's tightly clenched fists, his knuckles turning white.
"I didn't want you to know before." His panting calmed down a little, and then he said, "Now that you know, I still have some work for you to do."
He Hua stood beside him, looking down at him with a blank expression.
Tan Jinxue was energetic and explained many of his company affairs, even including the important details of the cooperation with Guanghui Bank. He Hua could only suppress the anger in his heart, listen carefully, and write down.
…perhaps it wasn't just anger. This turbulent emotion hit his chest, and He Hua's eyes seemed to be burning with fire.
Tan Jinxue didn't have the strength to pay attention so much, he closed his eyes, his brows still frowning.
He Hua silently digested all the things he explained, and then stared at him for a long time.
The man with his eyes closed was unaware of his gaze.
He Hua felt that his heart was being slowly crushed and crushed by an invisible hand.
This made him finally unable to bear the sound.
"There is still hope for treatment. I remembered what you said just now. There will be no mistakes. So, please persevere."
He seemed to be convinced by himself, and even there was a glimmer of hope in his voice.
"Can you?"
He can cite the deeds of many cancer patients, he can prove to this person the beauty of life, and he can use long-winded company data and prospects to convince him how important he is to Chengze and many people. But he didn't. The sentence just now is already the longest and most sensible expression that He Hua can say.
If possible, he would even pick up Tan Jinxue's collar and beg him fiercely—
"You don't want to die."
But he can't do that.
Tan Jinxue stood up with support, "I will try my best." He smiled at He Hua apologetically, "During this time, I will trouble you to bring them to work overtime."
He Hua nodded sullenly.
"The hospitalization procedures are completed today, and I'll go back to pack my things at night." Tan Jinxue paused for a moment, and said, "Zong Zi doesn't need to know this, I'll tell him about my flight tomorrow morning, and I'm going on a business trip to France."
This was originally something that should be put on the agenda as soon as possible. Everything was almost arranged, and we only had to wait for Tan Jinxue, the person in charge, to pass by.
Only now, the person going to Europe will be replaced by his first secretary. But it was enough to fool the lead designer.
He Hua frowned, "Are you sure?"
Tan Jinxue bent the corners of her lips, "Yes."
The hero's favorability is only the last ten points left, and her body has nearly six months of life, which is enough.
Wei Xiaoyang sent Tan Jinxue back to the old dormitory of the printing factory, and He Hua separated from them in the hospital, and rushed back to the company to deal with the agency affairs.
The car stopped downstairs. Wei Xiaoyang turned his head and asked Tan Jinxue, "Shall I take you up?"
The man waved his hand, "No, you can go back."
He said again: "I will be on a long vacation during this period, and I don't need you to pick me up. He Hua will arrange other things for you."
Wei Xiaoyang responded quickly.
He watched the man get out of the car slowly, and then walked towards the old apartment building. The weather in early autumn was calm and breezy, but Wei Xiaoyang heaved a long sigh.
Tan Jinxue slowly climbed up to the fifth floor and opened the anti-theft door.
As soon as the door is opened, you can smell the smell of food. Tan Jinxue raised her eyebrows.
Zong Zi was in the kitchen, sticking his head out, "You're just in time for dinner." He still had his usual noble and glamorous expression, except that he was wearing the brown apron that Tan Jinxue had hung in the kitchen before. There is also a little bear printed on the corner of the apron, which is very inconsistent.
Tan Jinxue raised her hand and looked at her watch, frowning, "It's only five o'clock in the afternoon, isn't it a little early?"
Tan Jinxue didn't ask any more questions and went into the living room. There are four dishes and one soup on the table, all of which are delicious in color, fragrance and taste. Obviously, they are not Zong Zi's works.
He sat down and ate fried shrimp with two chopsticks, and Zong Zi came out of the kitchen.
He put the porcelain basin in his hand on the table, "Okay, let's eat."
It's a pot of fried rice with yellow eggs. Although there are no other condiments except a few green onions, it doesn't look too difficult to eat.
Tan Jinxue filled a bowl for Zong Zi first, and then slowly put the remaining egg fried rice into her own bowl.
"Why, do you like cooking?"
Zong Zi looked up at him, "I'm just getting used to it in advance." His voice was flat, "Since you will go abroad sooner or later."
Tan Jinxue raised an eyebrow.
When this person mentioned that he was about to go on a business trip, he jumped like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Why did he suddenly change his mind today? He picked the maw of fish in tomato sauce and put it in Zongzi's bowl, "Speaking of which, I do have to go on a business trip."
He caught a glimpse of Zong Zi's hand and paused. Tan Jinxue continued: "The plane tomorrow morning. I may have some company closing matters to deal with today, and it will be very late. I'll sleep in the study."
These days they... all sleep in the bedroom.
Yes, same room, same bed.
Zong Zi chewed the egg fried rice in his mouth, "No."
"Your body can't stay up late. You can go on a business trip, but you can't make such a fuss. The ticket was cancelled. I called He Hua and asked him to rebook."
Tan Jinxue put down her chopsticks.
The cat didn't blow up its hair, but transformed into a leopard that never said anything else. Zong Zi is no longer irritable and irritable, and always reveals crazy possessiveness and selfish paranoia without knowing love. Instead, he is much gentler than usual, his words have settled a lot, and he looks a bit mature.
Zong Zi seemed to take this sentence as a matter of course, and after finishing speaking flatly, he moved as usual to pick up vegetables and eat.
"I gave the camp bed in the study to the scrap collector today."
Sleep in the study, don't even think about it.
After Tan Jinxue finished eating the egg fried rice, after thinking about it, she still praised: "It tastes good. This way I can rest assured, at least you won't starve yourself to death."
Zong Zi looked at him with a half-smile: "How could it be? Isn't there a living assistant Mr. Tan found for me?"
Tan Jinxue frowned, "She is just an intern. Even if she stays in the future, she may not continue in this position."
Zong Zi smiled even wider, "If you don't like me to let her take care of you, then you won't need her to come here in the future."
Tan Jinxue pressed her forehead, feeling a little headache. Tonight, Zong Zi looked weird, but he was still talking and laughing freely, and he couldn't find any faults in his disobedience.
Can the accumulated love and madness give birth to quantitative changes?
Tan Jinxue's heart skipped a beat, feeling something was wrong.
"Don't mess around."
His tone was serious and warning.
But Zong Zi just put down his chopsticks and looked at him with a smile.
He didn't speak. Tan Jinxue felt a burst of irresistible dizziness, her eyes were dim, and she almost fell backwards uncontrollably. Fortunately, the soft sofa held him back.
The man sank limply on the sofa, his eyes were blurred, and sweat was oozing from his forehead. His slender body looked weak at the moment.
Zong Zi's smile gradually enlarged in front of his eyes.
The next moment, he lost consciousness.
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