Gold Medal Sweetheart

Recalling the scene when Shao Chengxue and Jin Taize left the venue one after another during the live broadcast, Tang Xin naturally understood that the person who could resolve the misunderstanding mentioned by Jin Taize was Shao Chengxue.

Yes, as long as Jin Taize no longer has any resentment towards Shao Chengxue, the next step is to pave the way for Shao Chengxue step by step in order to make his parents accept this woman again.

So the first step in paving the way is to get rid of her - the girlfriend who doesn't exist.

Is this a hint to her that the verbal agreement between her and Jin Taize is finally going to be terminated?

Tang Xin felt that before ending their cooperation, no, before Jin Taize repaired his relationship with Shao Chengxue, this man came to ask for her opinion. This matter felt absurd and ridiculous.

"There's no need to respect my opinion like that. Just make the arrangements and I'll cooperate." Tang Xin said sullenly.

"Oh? Teacher Tang is so straightforward?" Jin Taize looked at her meaningfully. "I understand."

After entering the door, Jin Taize threw a bag of dolls to Tang Xin and said with disgust, "Go and deal with them quickly."

Tsk, how can such a cute baby be disposed of? How heartless!

Tang Xin rolled her eyes at him, then went to the guest bedroom with the bag.

She placed the dolls one by one on the bedside, but there were still a few left. She ran outside with the remaining dolls in her arms. Jin Taize was in the kitchen getting a tea can to make tea.

Holding the baby and following behind him, Teacher Tang was very aware of her living in someone else's home and asked, "My bedroom is full of space. Can I use up some public space?" As she spoke, she gestured a small section with her thumb and index finger.

The girl's flattering look made Jin Taize feel very happy, but he deliberately said with aloofness, "Only a little."

As if she had been pardoned, Tang Xin turned around and walked towards the living room with ease. Looking at her back, Jin Taize smiled indulgently.

But when he returned to the living room, he saw a bunch of dolls in black, white and gray tones that were incompatible with the decoration style, blinking their big eyes at him in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The illusion of being in a kindergarten made him feel a little amused.

"How is it? Cute, right?" Tang Xin turned around and used her palm to demonstrate the radiant appearance, showing off her masterpiece to Jin Taize.

"Well, she's a little cute." Jin Taize sat down, holding his chin and looking at her leisurely.

Since returning in the afternoon, although neither of them had discussed Cheng Ran's affairs much, he, as perceptive as he was, couldn't fail to notice that Tang Xin was somewhat absent-minded, and even more so after getting out of the car. At this moment, her simple and happy appearance was the same as before, and his heart felt relieved a lot.

After dinner, Tang Xin washed up and sat in front of the coffee table as usual, and was enslaved by Jin Taize to assemble a house model.

In a matter of moments, the wind outside the window carried the smell of earth, and the branches of the trees bent to the side with the wind. Seeing that a heavy rain was approaching, Tang Xin went to close the windows. One window was a little tight and could not be closed. At this moment, raindrops were already crackling against the glass.

Tang Xin was struggling with it when someone clamped her waist hard, and she instinctively wanted to scream. Then, a strong, wheat-colored arm passed through her waist. Jin Taize, who had just emerged from the bathroom after a shower, wordlessly lifted her up by the waist and tossed her aside. Then, he raised his arm and yanked the window shut.

The man glanced at her casually and said, "You have no strength left, why don't you ask for support?"

Tang Xin blushed slightly, pressing one hand against the other half of her forearm before turning and walking back to the coffee table. Her palm felt damp, a few drops of water spreading across it. They were the drops that had fallen down Jin Taize's wet hair when he'd just held her, leaving a faint lingering scent of shampoo. Somehow, the drops didn't seem cold; they seemed to burn holes in her skin.

There was a little difficulty in the assembly today. She didn't quite understand a step in the instructions and tried twice without success.

"Hey, what's going on?" Just as Teacher Tang was holding up the failed semi-finished product to study where the problem lay, the thing in his hand was taken away by someone.