Lin Jingshuo closed his eyes, pinched his palms with his fingertips, and suddenly wanted to leave here very much.
Tang Ruize did not notice the strange mood of his "good brother", but when he heard Lin Jingshuo say softly, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first," he was surprised.
"Are you leaving now?"
He also wanted to complain to Lin Jingshuo about Nie Xingchi.
However, he really had no reason to ask for her to stay, so he could only grin and reply:
"Okay, see you next time. I'll take care of the wedding."
"Yeah." Lin Jingshuo nodded slightly. He just wanted to leave here quickly and didn't hear clearly what Tang Ruize said at all.
But when he regained his senses, he had already left the ward.
Lin Jingshuo stood in the hospital corridor, his brows as calm as a landscape painting tightly furrowed, as if he was puzzled by the terrible emotions that had just flooded his mind.
This clearly has nothing to do with Tang Ruize.
But once those things came to mind, he could no longer simply regard Tang Ruize as Tang Ruize.
Those messy thoughts would also take the opportunity to slip out, and in the entanglement with each other, a conclusion was vaguely drawn -
"You're jealous."
I can't, I don't.
Lin Jingshuo reiterated it in his mind once again, but still couldn't stop the bad emotions from spreading endlessly.
Therefore, Lin Jingshuo's fluctuating emotions were also reflected in Tang Yu's response -
[Host! The whitewashing progress has increased to 20%!]
【but……】
"But what? Tong, feel free to speak boldly. I, your host, can endure anything now."
[But the target's black index has increased by 10%! ]
Tang Yu: “…”
Sitting in the luxurious and cool office, the report in Tang Yu's hand had several creases on it.
Then, the man in a suit and tie, with his hair neatly combed, called his assistant and said in a cold and ruthless voice:
"Bring me some coffee, no sugar."
He wanted to experience the bitterness on his tongue firsthand, maybe that would comfort him.
Tang Yu put down the report and touched his chin. He couldn't figure out the reason why Lin Jingshuo's dark value increased.
It's obvious that all of this is under his control.
Even according to his idea, he might be able to break free from the constraints of ethics and escape from the whirlpool of melodrama, so why did he turn evil again?
But...it's not a big problem.
Look, the whitewashing progress has increased, which means the task can still be carried out.
So Tang Yu didn't hesitate and called his assistant again, saying concisely:
"Well, let's add sugar."
His life was bitter enough, and he didn't want to taste the bitterness on his tongue.
Although the assistant was somewhat surprised by Tang Yu's instruction, it did not prevent him from fulfilling his duties perfectly, so he readily agreed:
"Okay, Mr. Tang, I'll deliver it in ten minutes."
"Yeah." Tang Yu responded coldly, then hung up the phone with satisfaction.
However, looking at the pile of documents on the black desk, Tang Yu sighed heavily at the table.
At this time, I began to miss the days of teasing kittens.
Tsk, when will his "big" leg be healed? When will he be able to take over the company's affairs completely? When will he be able to step down and let others take over?
After three questions in a row, the system felt that Tang Yu was eager to lie down, but it was not the time yet.
So it transformed into a flower that could speak, and comforted him: "Host, hold on a little longer. Look, you are still young."
"Young?" Tang Yu asked with a smile, then stated the facts objectively: "But I'm 38 years old."
According to the plot, he had a son at the age of seventeen.
At the age of 28, he took over the family business and became the youngest head of the family in Beijing.
When he was in his thirties, most people in his circle would respectfully call him "Mr. Tang".
As for now, my son has grown up.
There is really a lot of room for improvement, Tang Yu sighed sincerely, but this still cannot change his desire to lie down.
When the system heard Tang Yu talking about his age, it immediately comforted him, "Host, really, you look very young, not old at all!"
Tang Yu: "...Thank you, maybe it's because I take good care of myself."
"But could you please take back your last words?"
You can say he is "not young", but you cannot say the word "not old".
Because it can easily make people feel cold.
System: “Okay.”
It agreed immediately, but was secretly muttering in its heart -
Age is indeed a sensitive topic.
Learned something again.
*
Lin Jingshuo was in low spirits. After coming out of Tang Ruize's ward, a low pressure lingered around him. He walked out with his lips pursed, until a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his way.
Lin Jingshuo finally opened his eyelids and glanced at the dark figure in front of him. Facing the warm sunlight, the boy's long, lingering eyelashes cast a small silhouette on his eyelids, like a melancholic yet artistically dedicated young man in a comic. His cherry-like lips curled up slightly, a hint of mockery or disdain hard to tell, but it was gone in a flash. When he looked at him again, only a sense of alienation remained.
"Excuse me, Master Nie?"
Nie Xingchi frowned, feeling that the smile on this man's face was no different from a disguise mask, but he had no evidence to prove this.
So he had to suppress the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, staring at Lin Jingshuo and asked directly:
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