Gold Medal Sweetheart

Chapter 126 Repay Him

"Tang Xin."

Wei Qing's gentle call interrupted all her wild thoughts.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to." Wei Qing pulled the corner of his mouth, subtly concealing the embarrassment of being rejected.

Since they met, Wei Qing has always been there to help her when she needed it most. They met because he helped her pick up her cell phone. When Jin Taize brought her to see Wei Qing in the name of Guan Yushan, he tacitly and considerately helped her cover up in front of his friends. Last night, he even risked his own life to help her sell goods. This man, who was like her destined benefactor, always gave her a sense of security when she needed it most.

He was like a breeze in summer, a ray of spring light at the end of winter, and a warm fire in the dark night, appearing in her life peacefully and appropriately.

And she never had the opportunity nor the ability to repay him. Such a kind person probably never asked for anything from others, and this was the only time he asked her for help.

She didn't know when she would have the chance to repay Wei Qing if she rejected him this time.

"I'll go." Tang Xin said with determination.

Just as Wei Qing said, Jin Taize might be busy dealing with his personal affairs now and will not attend the banquet tonight, so it is a good opportunity for her to avoid him.

Wei Qing didn't expect her to agree immediately, and the joy that quietly blossomed danced in his heart.

The car drove to a bourgeois street and stopped.

A human-shaped clothes hanger in a dazzling evening gown suddenly appeared in front of Tang Xin in the window. She couldn't help but marvel at the fact that even a prop could look so stunning in such a luxurious outfit. If it were a real person, she would definitely be very graceful.

Wei Qing got out of the car and Tang Xin followed him in.

The fashionable woman saw the visitor, walked over with a smile, and greeted him warmly, "Mr. Wei, you're here."

Wei Qing nodded in response without any airs.

Hearing the title "Mr. Wei", Tang Xin couldn't help but look over. She really couldn't equate this high-sounding and unrealistic official title with the warm man in front of her.

The fashionable woman smiled and looked back, seeing Tang Xin. "Hi, I'm Xiao Yi."

"Hello, my name is Tang Xin."

Wei Qing then went on to introduce Tang Xin, "Xiao Yi's high-end couture studio is frequented by many celebrities."

Xiao Yi smiled at the teasing, "Look at what you're saying." But her expression wasn't at all timid, indicating she was quite accustomed to such compliments. Her place was indeed frequented by many celebrities, so she knew quite a few. But this one, who wasn't a star or a wealthy second-generation, had been recommended by President Wei. She couldn't help but take a few more glances at this pretty girl.

Xiao Yi led the way forward, and Tang Xin couldn't help but stare at the gorgeous evening dresses on the hangers.

Without taking his eyes off the clothes rack, Wei Qing smiled at Tang Xin and whispered a sigh of admiration. Meeting the smile that threatened to burst from Wei Qing's eyes, Tang Xin felt a little embarrassed for looking as unworldly as if she were strolling through the Grand View Garden. But after Wei Qing quietly gave her a casual, tolerant look, she finally dared to admire the clothes without hesitation.

Xiao Yi took them to the latest season's haute couture dresses and said, "Please choose whatever you like."

Standing in front of the gowns that looked like those of various beauties, Tang Xin experienced for the first time the difficulty of the emperor choosing a concubine.

Wei Qing tilted his head, "See which one you like?"

Tang Xin carefully looked through the dresses one by one. Among the dresses that she thought were too bright in color, too simple in cut, and extremely exaggerated in shape, she picked out a champagne-colored evening dress with a simple design.

"This dress is very suitable for Miss Tang." Xiao Yi judged with his professional acumen.

Wei Qing also gave a thumbs up and nodded, "Go and try it."

Entering the fitting room, Tang Xin hung her clothes and backpack on the hooks respectively, and then she realized that she had forgotten to give Guan Yushan the underwear she had been carrying for her.

Thinking of Guan Yushan, in the quiet and independent space of the fitting room, her words "Aren't you angry about this?" circled in her mind like the morning bell and evening drum. She tried her best to suppress the emotions that were stirred up, but she couldn't help but be distracted.