Gold Medal Sweetheart

Tang Xin tilted her head to look at the man who was also sitting on the floor with her. He glanced at the instruction manual, turned the semi-finished product in his hands to look at it, and then quickly dismantled it.

Then the man picked out a few parts from the pile, put them together, and soon the finished model in the instruction manual appeared in his hands.

Tang Xin couldn't help but exclaimed, "How amazing!"

Jin Taize gave her a look that said it was a piece of cake and asked, "Is there anything else you don't know how to spell?"

Seeing that he was so good-tempered and helped her with the puzzle today, Teacher Tang went along with it and pointed out the instructions page by page to Jin Taize, this, this, and this...

Teacher Tang was speaking passionately, but Jin Taize raised his eyelids and looked at her coldly, saying, "Girl, this is a bit shameless of you to take advantage of someone else's misfortune."

Meeting his penetrating gaze, Teacher Tang smiled awkwardly and took back the instruction manual. "That's a bit much, isn't it?"

Jin Taize gave her a look that said, "How dare you say that?", but he pressed the instruction manual in her hand, pointed to a page and assigned her a task. "You put together the first half, and I'll put together the second half. After you put everything together, we can put them together."

Young Master Jin was a little too good-tempered today. Afraid that he would change his mind later, Tang Xin quickly nodded and raised her hands in agreement.

However, she was worried at first because there was only one instruction manual and she was the one reading it almost entirely, with Jin Taize only looking at it a few times occasionally. She thought he was deliberately slacking off, but she didn't expect that when she hadn't completed several steps, the man was already leaning his elbows on the coffee table, looking at her leisurely and indifferently.

Although there was no word of urging, this invisible pressure made Tang Xin even more flustered. Jin Taize frowned and looked at her disorderly movements, clicked his tongue, and took the model from her hand.

Outside the window, raindrops fell muffledly on the glass. Inside the house, Zhigang turned over comfortably and continued to snore softly.

The man's washed hair hung down softly, and his serious eyes beneath his thick eyelashes had completely hidden his usual wildness. In Tang Xin's eyes, there was a rare sense of peace and tranquility.

The restless thoughts that had been in my mind all afternoon gradually subsided as the slow tune of the room settled.

Tang Xin hugged her knees and watched Jin Taize's skilled movements. She asked, "Have you ever assembled a model like this before?"

"I've never put it together before," Jin Taize said as he installed the last part. "I'm just learning by analogy."

"Hmm?" Tang Xin tilted her head and looked at him.

"My second major in college happened to be architecture." Jin Taize installed the assembled model on the base.

Tang Xin looked at the exquisite and beautiful garden assembled by Jin Taize spread out in front of her eyes, her eyes widened in surprise. If people knew that she asked a top architecture student from a top domestic university to help her build such a weak toy, they would probably say that she was "wasting President Jin."

Oh my god, her ability to fail to recognize a great man has reached a new level.

At this moment, in the rain, a car was quietly parked in an inconspicuous corner. Raindrops fell densely on the car window, covering the window with a blurry curtain of water, making it even harder to see the man sitting quietly in the driver's seat.

A clenched fist blocked the lower half of Cheng Ran's face.

After coming out of the mall, he changed his itinerary and drove directly to the downstairs of Tang Xin's house.

He waited from dusk until dark, from sunny weather until a downpour, but he still didn't see Tang Xin. He looked up at the room on the third floor he remembered, but it was still pitch black.

He looked at the time and it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. He knew that he would not be able to wait for her to come back tonight.

The man raised his hand to touch his brow, shook his head lightly and sneered, then he gathered all his emotions and pressed the start button of the car. The car splashed the accumulated water on the roadside a few meters away.

At work on Monday, Pei Yun and Liu Qian grabbed Tang Xin and An Qi and started gossiping.

"Tell me quickly, what kind of blind date conference is it?" Pei Yun couldn't wait.

"Yeah, did you win over any male guests?" Liu Qian also joined in the joke.

"I don't have any," An Qi shrugged nonchalantly, glancing at Tang Xin with a smile, "Tang Tang is quite popular, though."