Gold Medal Sweetheart

Chapter 415: Mr. Jin is not here

After the girl finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to stop a passing taxi, completely ignoring Cheng Ran calling her name over and over again outside the car.

The man looked at the girl's resolute profile, and finally dropped his hands that were patting the car window powerlessly. He had never seen such a cold and ruthless expression on Tang Xin's face, and he knew that everything was over.

The car was speeding along the road. Tang Xin looked at the constantly changing mottled light and shadows on the car window, which felt very much like her confused and disordered mood tonight.

Her heart felt like it was filled with cotton, and she felt suffocated. Cheng Ran's last words came to her mind. She knew that even if he was her former lover, or just a classmate of a few years, he would not do such a thing to push her into the fire pit.

She was very angry at the moment, but she was angry at herself. It turned out that the person she was crazy about was someone with such a face.

All these years of persistence have become a joke.

Looking down at her palm, Tang Xin thought absentmindedly, this hand had hit two men tonight. One hit the man who had made her lose herself for many years, and the other...

The man's last departing figure reappeared before his eyes, and complicated and chaotic emotions piled up in his heart. Tang Xin tightened his palms, as if the pain from long ago was still sealed in his palms, burning into a heart-wrenching pain.

The next day, when Tang Xin went to work, An Qi pointed at her big dark circles and asked, "Hey, Tang Tang, you didn't sleep well last night, how come you've become a national treasure?"

Tang Xin rubbed her haggard eyes and said, "I'm having a little insomnia."

"You still have insomnia? During the last military training at school, several of us female teachers lived in the same dormitory. Every time we chatted before going to bed for less than three minutes, you would fall asleep." An Qi brought up the past without hesitation.

"Isn't that too tiring?" Tang Xin pouted awkwardly and pointed at the file in An Qi's hand. "What are you doing?"

"Oh, the security guard just said that an EMS package from Mr. Jin has arrived and asked me to bring it over."

Tang Xin glanced at the large envelope and quickly volunteered, "Let me take it to Mr. Jin for you."

"Hey……"

Tang Xin didn't wait for An Qi to answer. She took the email from her hand and went straight upstairs.

As she stepped onto the stairs, Tang Xin breathed a sigh of relief, but she was nervously making up an excuse in her head - the doorman asked her to bring the mail over, and this reason sounded very natural.

Well, that's it.

But when she reached the third floor, the door to the school director's office was tightly shut, not even a crack. It didn't look like anyone was there. Sure enough, when Tang Xin knocked on the door a few times, there was no response.

Tang Xin's heart, which had been beating wildly just now, suddenly calmed down in this silence, and then was swept away by an overwhelming disappointment.

Arriving at Jin Taize's office, she felt nervous and anxious, wanting to see him quickly but also dreading the prospect. But when she finally realized he wasn't there, she felt a sense of emptiness and discomfort.

When Tang Xin came back downstairs dejectedly, An Qi, who was waiting in the General Affairs Office, laughed at her. "How's it going? No one's here, is they? I just went over there and came back. I wanted to tell you that President Jin wasn't in, but you were running like a motor. What's wrong with you today? Why are you so attentive to President Jin?"

"Don't you often remind me that I have a bad image in the eyes of the big boss and ask me to learn some skills to survive in the workplace?" Tang Xin said seriously.

But what he said was true. In Jin Taize's mind, she should be treated as being locked up in a small dark room. After all, she gave the big boss a loud and hot slap in the face yesterday.

"Oh, you've become smart," An Qi said with satisfaction. "Then I'll leave this email with you. It gives you a chance to show off your skills."

But Tang Xin didn't see Jin Taize come to school for the next three weeks, and the email lay alone on her desk with no chance of being delivered.

Every time she passed by Jin Taize's office, the door was closed tightly, and not even a little light could penetrate.