Gold Medal Sweetheart

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. Two beautifully printed tickets lay before her. All the unhappiness she had just felt vanished in an instant. It seemed as if all her forbearance had been worth it.

Tang Xin took the ticket and said ecstatically, "You actually brought it out!"

Tsk, this man had actually been planning to give her the ticket for a long time, but he still wanted to trick her and force her to lower herself to coax him.

Too scheming!

However, since he is not as bad as I imagined, I forgive him.

Jin Taize raised his eyebrows and said nothing, looking at her like a child who got a toy he had longed for, tilting his head and smiling.

The cheers of the girls and the chuckles of the men in the car were like well-seasoned candies, neither too much nor too little, just the right proportion.

After getting in, driver Lao Liu noticed that the two men were no longer as clearly separated as before, and Mr. Jin's expression finally softened. He then glanced gratefully at assistant Hu Yang, thanking him for stopping him from paying the bill and returning home so tactlessly. He truly was someone who stayed by the boss's side.

"But on the day of the concert, if you want to see them backstage, you need to come with me."

"Can we really meet alone?" Tang Xin asked with bright eyes.

"Yeah." Although Jin Taize said it simply, his flying eyebrows revealed the arrogance that only I can do.

"Okay, whatever you say, everything you said is right." After achieving his long-cherished wish, Tang Xin quickly flattered Young Master Jin in front of his subordinates so that he could save some face.

I'm not being petty with him. Teacher Tang is being very materialistic at the moment, but Mr. Jin finds it very useful.

As they were talking, the car gradually drove into a private estate with a wide view.

Tang Xin was captivated by the scene before her. The manor's streetlights stretched from outside to inside, their brilliance reminiscent of ancient imperial banquets. The trumpet creepers blooming outside the white walls were dazzling. The vast lawns within the manor were awash in green, the road like a zipper bisecting this vast expanse of green. Their car, amidst this vast expanse of greenery, was like a sailboat piercing the waves.

The car gradually approached a Baroque-style European building. The floral lights and shadows diffracted from inside were intertwined with the charming night scenery. Everything was so luxurious and beautiful that it was dazzling.

Tang Xin was shocked by the sight. It was so extravagant it seemed unreal. It was the first time she had ever witnessed such a scene, and a thin layer of sweat formed on her palms.

The car stopped and Hu Yang turned his head slightly from the passenger seat. "Boss Jin is here."

Jin Taize nodded slightly.

Tang Xin was lowering her head and stroking her slightly cold fingertips. When she heard this sound, she was more sensitive than Jin Taize. She immediately raised her head and looked at the elegantly dressed figure at the door of the building with a little nervousness.

Hu Yang got out of the car to open the door for Jin Taize. The door slowly opened, and light and shadow instantly flowed in like a dream.

Tang Xin's heartbeat quickened, and she could clearly hear the sound of drums beating. As she pondered which leg to take a step forward, a surge of power enveloped her palms.

She suddenly looked down and saw Jin Taize's bony, wheat-colored hands tightly holding her hands. In his palms, her hands looked so small.

Her palms were still slightly damp, and she looked at Jin Taize with embarrassment, but at this moment she felt at ease and was reluctant to let go of his hand.

Jin Taize pulled his hand back, his usual wild tone suppressed. He looked at Tang Xin seriously, and his deep voice slowly opened in the car, "I'm here."

These few simple words enveloped her in warmth.

Gazing at the lights flickering longingly across his face, Tang Xin's mind suddenly flashed back to the New Year's Eve scenes of her childhood. As the first fireworks rose in the boundless night sky, she clapped her hands and shouted for joy, her tender face aglow in the beautiful pyrotechnics.