Gold Medal Sweetheart

Chapter 120 Who is not prettier than you

Jin Taize was furious because she didn't answer the phone in time. His intention for coming to the night market tonight was obvious. Even now, she couldn't help but laugh when she recalled his ridiculous expression as he watched the urban management officers drive away his package. Although he didn't go there specifically to buy medicine, she was still able to benefit from their help.

But when she saw him tonight, he didn't mention what happened that afternoon. She felt that since neither of them mentioned it, they had tacitly reconciled. But just now he was fine, and now he was sarcastic and mocking her. She really couldn't figure out this man's temper.

"I liked someone else's post during my lunch break, so Mr. Jin wouldn't be able to see it." Tang Xin recalled and didn't feel that she had failed in her job.

"I don't care," Jin Taize snorted coldly, "I'm just surprised that Teacher Tang's hands are so worthless."

This was actually a double entendre, but Tang Xin didn't know the full meaning of it. However, once these harsh words came out, it inevitably reminded them of the unpleasantness that happened between the two in the evening, so she glared at him sternly.

Jin Taize looked at her with dissatisfaction. Neither of them gave in, and a strong smell of gunpowder spread as they stared at each other.

Finally, not wanting to cause any more disputes, Jin Taize frowned, breathed a sigh of relief, and changed the subject.

"I have another meeting tomorrow morning," Jin Taize pointed at his watch, but his voice was still clearly unhappy. "I'll try on the dress in the afternoon."

She didn't want to argue with him anymore, but as soon as she entered the door, he put on an arrogant attitude, forbade her to set up the stall again, and then said so many embarrassing things. She didn't want to give him a straight answer.

She turned her head away stubbornly and said, "My hand is injured. I don't want to go tomorrow."

His hand was injured, but it wouldn't affect tomorrow's banquet. She said that just to make things difficult for him. How could Jin Taize not see that?

"Okay, if you don't go, your friend won't have to go to the concert, and—" Jin Taize paused deliberately, a smug glint in his eyes, "You don't have to go either."

Tang Xin didn't like being threatened by him, so she angrily retorted, "If you don't want to go, then don't go."

Jin Taize didn't expect her to reject him so completely. He was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with a fierce refusal to compromise. "Okay, Teacher Tang changed her mind at the last minute the day before the dinner. I don't mind. But don't think I can't go without you. There are still many people waiting to be my female companions."

"If so many people are vying to be your female companion, that's perfect. I won't have to go there headfirst." Tang Xin refused to give in. Jin Taize's words were laced with thorns, as if he were treating her like a maidservant in ancient times vying for his hand in the emperor's bed, waiting for him to turn over his hand.

"You think I want to take you with me? I have so many women around me, and none of them are not prettier than you. You are so delusional." Jin Taize snorted disdainfully, "You are so poor, yet you still have such a rare pride."

The cold fire in his eyes pierced Tang Xin's dignity. Tang Xin's fingers clenched in anger, turning white. "It's settled. Thank you for sending me back."

Although he said thank you, every word he said was filled with ruthless indifference, implying that he should leave.

The light in Jin Taize's eyes dimmed, so dim that Tang Xin felt a little panic growing in her heart, and all her emotions were hidden in the man's cold jawline.

The order to expel the guests was issued decisively.

Jin Taize turned around, leaving behind a lonely back, and went out without looking back.

Tang Xin was even more upset than him. Being injured was indeed an excuse, but Jin Taize threatened her with the concert, which made it seem like she was willing to sacrifice even her self-esteem to achieve her goal.

She never approved of women using their beauty to please men. Confidence and independence were the new labels for modern women. However, being compared and evaluated by him like a commodity made her feel not only disgust but also an inexplicable disappointment.

Being poor is not a problem, but being poor and spineless is. She could explain the ticket issue to Yushan, and she could save money to buy it herself, but she wouldn't let him lead her by the nose.

The sound of a car engine starting could be heard from beneath the window, circling upwards without interruption. After waiting for about a full minute, the sound of the car gradually faded away.

Tang Xin walked to the window, watched the car lights disappear around the corner, and pulled the curtains shut heavily.