MTL - I’m a Professional at Seducing Rivals In Love [Quick Travel]-Chapter 102

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Tan Jinxue didn't seem to expect her to ask such a question, and was taken aback.

Fang Ai felt that the air was frozen.

She just had this feeling suddenly, if a person cherishes all your paintings, and even keeps the graffiti so intact, she probably likes it.

Although designer Zong's manuscripts are very valuable, for Tan Jinxue, this kind of collection really does not match his wealth.

Then this is a wish. Fang Ai is a girl, how could she not understand.

She watched the man bend his lips, and said, "Yes."

"I've always loved him."

He admitted it frankly.

Fang Ai didn't know whether it was clear or sour, she looked at Tan Jinxue without blinking, and said slowly: "Then... don't work too hard."

Although she knew that such words would not have much effect, she still couldn't help but say it.

Someone like Tan Jinxue would definitely not belong to her. Fang Ai thought.

If it is Mr. Zong, Mr. Tan really has a bumpy road to love.

Tan Jinxue showed a warm smile, and he said softly, "No."

Fang Ai held the hot milk and sipped it in small sips, his body gradually warmed up. After drinking the milk, she let out a long breath.

It seems that something has been let go.

The girl thought of something again, "Well... can I see designer Zong's work again?"

She glanced at Tan Jinxue, and quickly added, "I think he's really amazing."

Although idols are not what they imagined, their talents are really there. Fang Ai was disillusioned with Zong Zi's character, but tonight really saw the amazing talent of the chief designer.

It is a rare opportunity to observe Zong Zi's works from a few years ago to recent works at such a close distance.

"Of course." Tan Jinxue said. Before he turned and left, he told Fang Ai, "Go to bed early, don't watch it too late."

Fang Ai quickly responded.

After Tan Jinxue left, Fang Ai belatedly remembered the question in his heart—

What is he doing here in the middle of the night?

She stared blankly at the wall covered with design drawings in front of her.

Tan Zong really really loves him.

The clock showed two thirty at night.

Zong Zi sat in the living room expressionlessly, without turning on the light, like a dark sculpture.

The last time he said that such a thing would not happen, he actually believed it.

The baby-faced young man curled the corners of his lips coldly. His face with a natural smile was buried deep in the shadows at the moment, and that smile seemed even colder.

He has always been vengeful.

For those who do not keep their promises, how can they let them go again and again?

Tan Jinxue is a poisonous thorn in his heart, knowing that if this continues, this poisonous thorn will fill his chest with vicious thoughts and turn him into a complete beast, but he is still reluctant to pull him out .

The next day, Fang Ai felt somewhat reluctant to part with her.

The study room full of Zong Zi's works is simply a treasure house for her. She looked at each piece and pondered each piece, and her admiration for Zong Zi grew more and more in her heart.

Really amazing!

Wei Xiaoyang parked the car in front of the villa, and opened the door for Fang Ai and Tan Jinxue.

Fang Ai got into the car, only then did he see someone sitting in the front passenger seat.

She froze for a moment, "Secretary He, good morning."

He Hua in front turned his head and smiled at her, "Assistant Fang, good morning."

Fang Ai didn't know if she was too sensitive. She always felt that there was a trace of tension in the perfect and polite smile of the first secretary.

But that strangeness was fleeting, before Fang Ai had time to think about it, it disappeared.

"Mr. Tan." He Hua greeted Tan Jinxue with a calm tone.

Tan Jinxue raised her eyebrows and nodded lightly.

The car drove towards Chengze's building.

The man in the back seat was resting on his hands, unable to see his expression clearly, but his breathing was a little short.

Wei Xiaoyang in front was sweaty in his palms, and subconsciously glanced at He Hua.

He Hua gave him a cold look back, the dark eyes made the young driver calm down a bit.

"Mr. Tan?"

If she couldn't detect Tan Jinxue's abnormality, Fang Ai would be too slow. She didn't know why the two people in front didn't make any moves, so she could only go out and ask first.

She saw Tan Jinxue's throat rolling a few times, as if she could even release her voice.

"Headache."

It took a long time before Tan Jinxue answered her two words.

It is definitely not ordinary pain that can make a persistent and patient person say "pain" by himself. Fang Ai's heart suddenly rose, but he didn't know how to help him, and was at a loss.

"I, how can I help you? How about we go to the hospital!"

Yesterday it was about Jinxue sending her to the hospital, but today it's going to be the other way around. Fang Ai's voice was anxious.

Tan Jinxue frowned, as if she had a hacksaw in her mind, constantly grinding his skull, the severe pain made her eyes turn black and dizzy, and for a moment she couldn't even feel the seat under her body, The body is very soft.

Fang Ai saw his pale cheeks without even a trace of blood, and was so frightened that he could hardly speak, "He, Secretary He, what should we do? Let's send Zong Tan to the hospital as soon as possible!"

Before He Hua could speak, Tan Jinxue, who was leaning against the car door, opened his mouth, "The medicine is in the box at the back."

Such a short sentence has already consumed most of his strength.

Fang Ai couldn't see He Hua's expression in front of him, but felt that the temperature in the car cooled down instantly.

She pursed her lips, quickly took a plastic storage box from behind, and found a white medicine bottle from the sundries inside. Without labels and instructions, Fang Ai could only ask Tan Jinxue, "Mr. Tan, how many pills should you take?"

Before she finished speaking, the man had already reached out to take the medicine bottle, scattered a few pills, and swallowed them without even looking at them.

His fingers were cold and even trembling.

Fang Ai's eyes were red.

"Migraine, it will be fine in a while." Tan Jinxue said.

Fang Ai clearly heard a cold scoff coming from the front.

If she wasn't really worried about Tan Jinxue, she would want to jump out of the car and run away now.

The car stopped in front of Chengze Building. He Hua got out of the car first, and opened the door for Fang Aila.

The girl looked worried, got out of the car, and wanted to say something, but He Hua said first: "Go to work, there are a batch of documents to be proofread today, you don't need to go to Designer Zong."

Before Fang Ai could speak, she saw the first secretary quickly sit in her original seat.

Tan Jinxue didn't have time to react, the person beside him suddenly changed, he frowned, and squinted his eyes to see.

He Hua has already told Wei Xiaoyang in a calm tone: "Go to the hospital."

Tan Jinxue sat upright with support, and before she could say anything, the door and window locks of the car were all closed, and Wei Xiaoyang in front did not dare to look at the faces of the two people behind him, as soon as he turned the steering wheel, the black car drove towards the hospital direction.

Tan Jinxue smiled back, "Are you planning to kidnap|frame me?"

He Hua's face was sullen, showing no emotion, "I have to go to the hospital. After seeing your migraine, I'll do whatever you want."

He bit his "eccentric head" hard, his tone was a little mocking, and then he picked Wei Xiaoyang out again.

Tan Jinxue snorted, "Secretary He is bothering you."

Drowsiness came and handed the pillow, the first secretary really did what she wanted.

She happened to want Zong Zi to know about her condition from others.

With the anger still on her face, Tan Jinxue pressed her eyebrows and remained silent.

He Hua paused for a long time, and finally said slowly: "You are like this...We are very worried."

He has always been very skilled in speaking. Tan Jinxue naturally knew that the "we" he mentioned was actually He Hua himself.

The hospital is here.

He Hua's worry finally turned into a huge haze beyond his imagination, covering him, and Chengze as a whole.

Advanced brain cancer. It is conservatively estimated that the survival period is not more than half a year.

The author has something to say: Zongzi finally came out to make soy sauce~