Gold Medal Sweetheart

Tang Xin looked towards An Qi's office from the corner of the stairs, "Get out of the way quickly. Don't let An Qi see you."

The man stood still, acting as if he wasn't afraid of wearing shoes even though he was barefoot. "Anyway, I'm not afraid of being seen."

Uh... yes, these words touched her heart. She didn't want Angie to see them in such an entangled situation.

As a result, Teacher Tang suddenly lost her temper and pouted, saying, "Angie and I have an appointment to get a haircut together."

"Tangtang——" An Qi's voice came up along with the sound of footsteps, "Are you going or not?"

Tang Xin slapped the man's wrist impatiently, asking him to let her go, but her voice was lowered to a pleading tone, "She's coming up."

Jin Taize looked at her terrified expression coldly, as if they had done something shameful. He showed a look of disdain and indulgence. "Don't forget, I'll pick you up from the concert tomorrow night." After saying that, he still raised his arm in cooperation. Like a little fish, she slipped away from Jin Taize.

After a while, An Qi's voice sounded again, "Who are you talking to?"

"Big Boss."

"What's wrong? Is it because of the fake imperial decree you passed on?"

She then remembered that she had been worried about being scolded by him, but he had just said a lot of nonsense and hadn't mentioned this topic. Maybe he had forgotten about it. Never mind, thank God.

"Let him say whatever he wants. The unpleasantness with Du Meijiao will only last today. Do I still need to be afraid of the big boss?" Tang Xin didn't care.

An Qi was amazed at her attitude of not worrying about too many lice and too many debts, and gave her a thumbs up, "You are awesome."

The man crossed his arms in front of his chest, leaning casually against the stair railing, listening to someone speaking a completely different voice than before, and gave a wanton smile.

After a simple lunch, Tang Xin and An Qi went to the hair salon.

This hair salon is truly upscale, offering beautiful hairstyles at great prices. Tang Xin usually only liked short videos of people showing their hair on social media, but she didn't dare go out and buy anything. A few days ago, this shop offered a special group buy price on haircuts during a livestream. She had long been drawn to this place, so she didn't hesitate and snapped it up with An Qi.

As soon as Jin Taize announced that the afternoon would be a holiday, she and An Qi thought of this in tacit understanding.

When we arrived at the hair salon, the handsome young man at the door was very tactful and opened the door and greeted us warmly.

"Do you two have a designated hairstylist?" The young man led them to the front desk.

"No." Tang Xin and An Qi looked at each other.

"Then I'll recommend it to you two, okay?"

An Qi nodded, "Of course."

The young man pointed to the lockers on the side and politely reminded, "You two can store your bags first."

After putting away their bags, Tang Xin and An Qi were introduced to two hairstylists respectively. Both hairstylists gave them design ideas based on their needs, and then they were taken by the worker to wash their hair.

"Boss Jin is such a nice guy with so much money, he actually gave out such great prizes." An Qi lay on the chair, looking at the ceiling with a crazy expression, "If I had known earlier, I would have entered a few more events."

Tang Xin leaned against her and laughed at her without giving her any respect, "Gold digger."

"I simply like the rich style of the big boss," An Qi felt that her worship of money was justified. "I'm not like someone who likes the big boss."

"Who likes him!" Tang Xin blurted out before An Qi finished her words.

An Qi was startled by her anxious tone. She sat up from the shampooing chair and pressed the towel on her head. She was extremely confused by her overreaction. "What does it have to do with you? I'm talking about Du Meijiao." He glanced at her and smiled at her nonchalantly. "Why are you so guilty?"

Tang Xin was so embarrassed that her expression was out of control. When she heard what An Qi said, she didn't know why she thought she was talking about herself.

"Who told you to be so unclear? How can you be a teacher?" She stood up, deliberately holding her composure. "I have nothing to feel guilty about, but I don't want Jin Taize to have anything to do with it."

An Qi watched her walk away, a little confused, "Is it really that serious?"