Gold Medal Sweetheart

Jin Taize's gaze lingered on her flushed cheeks, and a chuckle escaped from his chest. Then he let go of her hand, and Teacher Tang quickly slipped into the bathroom.

Fortunately, there was a sample of foundation that Yushan gave her last time in her bag, but she had never used it on her face. Alas, she didn't expect that the first time she used it, she actually used it on - this place.

As Tang Xin applied foundation on her neck, she thought with some frustration that every time she competed with him, she was the one who suffered without exception. He was such a bad luck to her, so it would be better for her to stay away from him as soon as possible.

Jin Taize had been working at Shitian lately, and his home was quite far from the school. When Tang Xin first moved in, she'd insisted on taking the bus to work, but he'd vetoed her, arguing that she'd be up early and disturb his rest. Tang Xin didn't want her colleagues to see her getting out of his car, so she'd use the excuse of wanting a walk. Every time, she'd have Jin Taize take her a few blocks from the school, and she'd walk there slowly. As per this agreement, the two of them had been going out together for the past few days.

But today, when they got on the elevator, Jin Taize didn't press the button to go directly to the basement, so Tang Xin was puzzled, "Aren't you going to drive?"

"I'm going to sign a contract this morning. I asked the driver to pick me up." Jin Taize lowered his eyes and looked at the watch on his arm.

"Oh." Tang Xin agreed softly, and immediately her exclamation echoed in the elevator, "Then the driver will know that I live with you, right?"

"Yes, but not entirely," Jin Taize tilted his head and corrected her indifferently, "and then there's Assistant Hu Yang."

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It goes without saying that a girl living in a man's house would lead people to think of something. Although these people had nothing to do with her, being misunderstood like this was not good for a girl's reputation.

"People will misunderstand that you and I are living together, or having a one-night stand." Tang Xin bit her lower lip, her face already steaming with heat.

"It doesn't matter. They don't dare to say it out loud even if they misunderstand." The man looked at the red floor numbers jumping in front of him.

Well, it would be better if he didn't say that. It doesn't sound like words of comfort.

"I don't want to be misunderstood."

"Don't want to be misunderstood? Okay." The number on the screen gradually decreased. The man glanced down at her cheek, and with the ding of the elevator arriving, the man's voice sounded like a nightmare, "We can make this a reality."

Tang Xin, "..."

She didn't want to be misunderstood, implying that she wanted to move back home, but she was defeated by his unique train of thought.

Mr. Jin took a long step and walked out of the elevator first. Teacher Tang glanced at his back and criticized him for not being able to communicate normally. Of course, her criticism was limited to the range that she could hear.

The driver, Old Liu, saw the man and woman coming out one after the other and gave Hu Yang a smile that only men can understand. "It seems he's not only turning stones into gold, but also hiding a beautiful woman in a golden house."

Hu Yang smiled to show his agreement.

Hu Yang opened the car door, and Jin Taize got in first. Seeing the driver and the assistant, a wave of embarrassment washed over Teacher Tang's face, so he ducked his head and got into the car.

Seeing her guilty look, the man sneered and said to the front, "Go to Feiyu Middle School."

"Okay." The driver, Lao Liu, agreed. He could clearly feel that Mr. Jin was in high spirits and in a good mood today.

When they were almost at the school, Jin Taize asked Lao Liu to pull over. As soon as the car stopped, Tang Xin couldn't wait to pull the handle inside the car door. A force pressed down on the back of her hand, and Tang Xin subconsciously looked back.

The man in a suit came closer with a fierce masculine aura. The moment she turned her head, her nose brushed against the side of his face, leaving a light but warm arc.

Tang Xin opened her eyes wide in fear, "You, what are you doing?" She was so scared that her tongue was tied.

It's not that she had never had such close contact with him before, but she had never had such close contact with him in front of other people. If the rebellious Young Master Jin did something out of line, she would not be surprised at all.