Gold Medal Sweetheart

"Are you watching a movie?" Wei Qing didn't know what Jin Taize was up to.

"Let's not talk about it for now," Jin Taize ended the topic directly when he saw Tang Xin walking towards him after taking the photos. "Let's talk when we have time." Without waiting for Wei Qing to answer, he pressed the end button, leaving Wei Qing confused on the other end of the phone.

"Have you finished filming?" Jin Taize looked at Tang Xin tapping the phone screen seriously, took a sip of the drink that had been served and asked.

"Yes." Tang Xin answered halfheartedly as she was busy screening photos and preparing to post them on her Moments.

The waiter came over, brought two dishes, announced their names, and left. Jin Taize had no intention of interrupting Tang Xin, but simply waited silently across from her.

Tang Xin chose a photo of herself surrounded by colorful flowers, making a heart shape with her left hand and playfully closing one eye, and captioned it, "Please call me Playboy."

After posting on her Moments, she put her phone down with satisfaction. Seeing the food already served, she realized she had been so focused that she hadn't noticed it was already served. She stuck out her tongue and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

"It doesn't matter. Since someone is treating us, it's worth waiting." Jin Taize said half-jokingly.

Looking at the very tempting dishes, she added with a smile: "It must be delicious! Let's eat."

Seeing Tang Xin's expression almost drooling, Jin Taize picked up the chopsticks first.

When the guest picked up his chopsticks, Tang Xin, the host, also calmly picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. "Everything you ordered is what I like."

It was rare to receive such a pertinent and accurate evaluation from her, and it felt like his painstaking efforts in considering the menu were not in vain.

"Hey, how do you know I like chocolate cake?" Tang Xin was very curious about how Jin Taize could choose the right cake at once. She didn't believe it was just luck.

"I guessed it." Jin Taize replied lightly.

"Ah? Are you really guessing?" Tang Xin widened her eyes, unable to believe it.

"What did the cookies you gave me at noon taste like?" Jin Taize asked back.

Tang Xin recalled that the cookies she gave to Jin Taize were her favorite chocolate cookies, and then she suddenly realized, "So that's how you knew it. Are you a master of reasoning?" Tang Xin looked at Jin Taize with admiration.

Although Jin Tae-ze has created many business miracles as a representative of young talents in the business world, all kinds of public opinion and media reports about him have praised his business acumen in great detail. At the same time, he is often praised for his appearance in financial reports, so much so that he even suspects that those who interviewed him are entertainment reporters.

However, he had never been influenced by the outside world and had always been indifferent to these comments. However, Tang Xin's unique praise, the unadorned term "master of reasoning", made him feel indescribably happy at the moment.

But he pretended not to care: "Do you think everyone is as rough as you?"

Tang Xin curled her lips. Tsk, we've only known each other for about a month, and he speaks as if he knows her very well.

But she was really powerless to refute and could only bury her head in eating.

"Have you posted the photos on WeChat Moments?" Jin Taize asked casually.

"Yeah." Tang Xin answered casually.

Jin Taize gently put down his chopsticks and picked up his mobile phone. He didn't know what he was looking at, but his brows were getting tighter and tighter, and his face didn't look very good.

Tang Xin put a piece of meat in her mouth and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jin Taize pushed the phone in front of Tang Xin and saw a gray line under her personal album on the phone. Her hand holding the chopsticks froze against her cheek. How could she have forgotten that she had blocked Jin Taize.

Words as cold as frost fell from Jin Taize's thin lips, "I don't think it was you who deleted me."

Tang Xin could hear the sarcasm in the accusation, and she bit her chopsticks and smiled awkwardly, "I'm a bit too conscious of my privacy. Usually, when I add someone as a friend and we're not very close, I block them. I also set up a phone number search so that I can't add friends in group chats."

"Oh?" Jin Taize's eyes turned cold. "Then what does it usually take to be considered cooked?"

He paused, folded his fists, supported his arms on the table, and leaned forward a little closer. Without waiting for Tang Xin to give an answer, he asked, "What do you need me to do next?" There was a suffocating sense of oppression in his eyes, but the ambiguous curve of his mouth was perfectly matched, making Tang Xin's scalp numb just right.

"There's no need to do anything. We're very familiar with each other now." Tang Xin immediately stated her position and quickly picked up the phone from the table. However, the pout on her lips when she lowered her head still caught Jin Taize's attention.

Jin Taize rested his chin on one hand, his eyes fixed on Tang Xin's screen. With a proud and arrogant look on his face, he curled the corners of his lips in amusement. No wonder, the day he met her at Shangyue Mansion, he went back to the front desk to ask for her phone number, but couldn't find her on WeChat.

Tang Xin fiddled with the screen, removing the "no-view" permission from her Moments. Her nervous expression was just as Jin Taize had anticipated. After a few moments of tapping and drawing on her phone, she held it up close to Jin Taize, pouting like a deflated balloon. "Here, it's done."

Jin Taize nodded coldly, expressing his satisfaction, and signaled Tang Xin to put down the phone and continue eating.

Tang Xin put down her phone in frustration. In fact, she didn't mind opening her circle of friends to Jin Taize. But no matter what, he could kill all her reasons in an instant with just a simple word, forcing her to succumb to Jin Taize's "tyranny".