chapter86
"I have something to do tonight, Xiao Fang will come over and make you dinner." Tan Jinxue in the hall was putting on her coat, and said in the direction of the study.
Obviously, Zong Zi heard it, but didn't intend to respond.
In the past few days, the relationship between the two seems to have resumed the previous mode of getting along, and everything is calm.
The undercurrent is raging.
The sharp pen draws an unexpected line on the paper.
Zong Zi crumpled up the half-drawn manuscript and threw it into the wastebasket.
Tan Jinxue pinched the center of her eyebrows, and left without waiting for his answer.
It is inevitable that Fang Ai will be rejected again, and it is inevitable that Designer Zong really starves himself out because of his low energy and awkward temper in life. Tan Jinxue gave Fang Ai a key to the apartment.
That night, Fang Ai tremblingly opened the old anti-theft door of the apartment.
Without the courage of the CEO, she really, really doesn't want to face that weird-tempered designer. —Although that was once her idol.
According to the recipe provided by Tan Jinxue, Fang Ai boiled a pot of chestnut corn and pumpkin porridge with extreme care, paired with the hot and sour coir raincoat cucumber that was taken out of the refrigerator in the morning.
She finished the meal, set the warmer for the rest, and carried it into the living room. He knocked twice on the closed study door and left silently.
She didn't have the guts to stay "for dinner."
The heroine, who once impresses the hero with her stubbornness and meticulousness, is still struggling on the road of "Snail Girl", and Zong Zi, who is on the other end, has drunk three rounds at the banquet.
Sheng Dai walked slowly to his side, and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? It seems that your complexion is not good."
Tan Jinxue shook his head, turned to the woman in the red dress, and smiled flatly, "It's okay, I haven't slept well these two days."
"So, can you tell me why you want to expand the company to Europe?"
If it were not for such ambitions, Chengze would not be in such an urgent need to cooperate with Brightoil.
"I hope Chengze can become a more influential entity." Tan Jinxue said: "If you want to challenge the old and traditional design companies, there is no better choice than Europe."
He doesn't mind his ambition, and his tone is very candid. But Sheng Dai didn't quite believe it.
She didn't press on further. As long as the partner can bring maximum benefits to Brightoil, then his motivation is not so important.
Sheng Dai changed her teasing tone and said with a smile: "Designer Zong has not released any works recently, did you feel jealous last time?"
She doesn't like Tai Chi, so it's fine in the business world, but in love, she's always straightforward. With such an almost impolite probing, she also looked calm.
Tan Jinxue didn't expect to receive such a straight ball, she was slightly taken aback, and then said, "Yes."
Seeing the wide-open eyes of the woman opposite, Tan Jinxue showed a wry smile, "It's not jealousy born of love, he's just used to me taking care of his daily life and food by my side, I heard that I won't go back Eat and lose your temper."
He was sincere, "I'm sorry."
Sheng Dai restrained her surprised expression, smiled and said, "It's okay."
Even so, talking about the relationship between Jinxue and his chief designer does not belong to the category of healthy, adult relationships.
Tan Jinxue took a sip of red wine and said, "He has a pathological dependence on me. I will solve this matter."
Sheng Dai looked at him, and saw a serious look in the man's eyes.
The contact time is not long, but Sheng Dai knows that Tan Jinxue is a person who keeps his word.
She was silent for a while, then nodded, "I believe in you." After the frank conversation ended, she left with a glass of wine.
After the reception was over, Sheng Dai frowned, said to her female companion to wait a moment, and walked towards Tan Jinxue. Although the cooperation between Chengze and Brightwell has not yet been finalized, there have been various rumors in the outside world. Among them, the most outrageous and gossipy one is that Sheng Dai, the future successor of Brightwell, is interested in Tan Jinxue, the young and promising president of Chengze. marriage.
What cooperation is more secure than marriage?
So when Sheng Dai walked over to Tan Jinxue who was still sitting at the table, people who hadn't left yet cast their "concern" glances overtly or secretly.
Sheng Dai sat down beside Tan Jinxue.
"Are you really all right?"
The man rested his elbows on the table, his slender fingers curled up, his knuckles bluish white, and he pressed his forehead hard.
The fine linen tablecloth was obviously wrinkled by his overstretched elbows. This kind of behavior is very rare for Tan Jinxue, who is strict with himself.
Tan Jinxue was silent for a long time before speaking, "Headache. It will be fine in a while."
He almost said these words through gritted teeth.
Sheng Dai frowned.
She clearly saw the blue veins protruding from the man's temples.
The man's other hand hangs by his side, in the shape of a fist, a gesture of restraint.
For a moment, Sheng Dai wanted to reach out and hold Tan Jinxue's hand. But she hesitated for a moment and didn't move.
The two of them just sat quietly like this. One tried his best to endure the pain, while the other looked concerned and tensed his nerves.
The spectators dispersed.
It's been a long time.
Tan Jinxue loosened her clenched hands. Only then did he have the strength to raise his head, and smiled at Sheng Dai, "Okay."
Sheng Dai was speechless.
His face was covered with cold sweat. Even the lips, which were still somewhat radiant just now, have all faded to pale at this moment.
"Why is it so painful?" Sheng Dai still couldn't help but ask with concern.
Tan Jinxue gave a low laugh, and said lightly, "I've been too tired lately. I have a migraine."
Sheng Dai pursed her lips, "You should pay more attention to rest." From her standpoint, there seems to be no need to say anything else.
Tan Jinxue nodded, "Thank you." He raised the corners of his lips at Sheng Dai, "He Hua will come to pick me up."
Sheng Dai's lips moved slightly, but she still stood up and said, "Then I'll go first."
She walked out of the magnificent banquet hall, the night wind outside was very cool. The woman dialed the phone.
"Hey, help me check the recent whereabouts of President Chengze. It would be even better if I could get his medical records."
Tan Jinxue almost fell into the car.
He Hua turned his head from the passenger seat, frowning tightly.
"So serious?" His eyes were full of worry and suspicion.
If it was a migraine, would it force a strong and restrained person into such a weak appearance?
Wei Xiaoyang, who was driving ahead, didn't dare to vent his breath.
Tan Jinxue just waved his hands, "It was windy last night. Let's go back."
He Hua's eyes sank. He no longer cared about Gu Xiaoyang holding his breath, and said directly: "You are like this, why don't you go back? Do you want him to torment you again?"
He was sharp.
Tan Jinxue pinched the center of her brows, and said in a low voice, "Tonight's business is not over yet, the car is parked downstairs, and I have to go out later."
He Hua choked on him, his face was so dark that water dripped out. He can persuade, but he cannot make decisions for Tan Jinxue.
Wei Xiaoyang received He Hua's wink and silently started the car.
Tan Jinxue closed her eyes all the way to rest, her face was still ugly. When he reached the downstairs of the old apartment, the man finally said again: "He Hua, you go back first. Work hard Xiao Wei, wait a while."
He went upstairs alone.
Because turning on the pain shield requires an extra payment of points, Tan Jinxue only exchanged for "a spirit pretending to be sick". Although this thing will not bring real harm to the body, the symptoms are real.
Now she feels tired after going up five floors.
While slowly climbing the stairs, while slowly thinking about it in my heart. It's time to give this hero a strong medicine.
The man swayed, holding on to the white wall of the corridor, panting. After a while, he raised his hand and wiped his nose, his hand was bright red.
Tan Jinxue smiled softly.
This time, she wanted Zong Zi to pay back her money for this bitter trick.
Now, since Zong Zi is still retreating, let him give him a hard push.
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