Chapter 12 Let’s just say you had your tonsils removed. Can your grandma believe it? Zhao Bo started pouring tea without raising his head. Lin Xiaoya never expected that Zhao Bo would bring this matter to the table. She suddenly panicked and started to talk.
"Mr. Zhao, you misunderstood... misunderstood. It's nothing, absolutely nothing!"
"Jin Junmei, try it. It's more refreshing than coffee."
Zhao Bo held a cup of tea with bamboo tweezers and handed it to Lin Xiaoya. Lin Xiaoya hurriedly reached out to take it.
Unexpectedly, the wall of the tea cup was so thin that it was almost like holding boiling water with bare hands. It was so hot that Lin Xiaoya almost threw the cup away. She resisted the heat and put the tea cup in front of her, rubbing her red fingertips behind her back. Several times, it still hurts.
"I can understand. I came here when I was young. Young people are very arrogant. They only admire those who are capable and look down on us 'old guys'."
Zhao Bo poured himself a cup of tea as he spoke, holding it with bamboo tweezers and placing it in front of him, "Mr. Xiao Jiang is really great, smart and capable, and the most important thing is that he is beautiful... Haha, it's so irritating that people are so different from each other. Tell me, where can I go to explain this?"
Lin Xiaoya didn't know what Zhao Bo meant by saying that there was some and no, so she could only apologize in embarrassment.
"Xiaoya, I have always thought that you are good and have great potential, really! You have been working as Jiang He's assistant for... a year, right?" Zhao Bo suddenly changed the topic.
"...No...No, less than ten months." Lin Xiaoya picked at the small blisters on her fingertips and answered cautiously.
"You have grown so much in just ten months? I am really grateful to you for what happened today! But do you think there is any problem with what I just told Mr. Yu?"
Zhao Bo lowered his head and took a sip of hot tea, then looked at Lin Xiaoya sideways.
Lin Xiaoya felt like she was playing a real-life version of a level-breaking game. Every word and every question from Zhao Bo seemed to be full of traps. If she was not careful and said a wrong word, she would miss the mark and fall. There is no recovery.
"...I...I'm worried that I can't hide this matter."
"Of course I can't hide it. The Internet will definitely explode when the time comes, and the company will definitely find someone to take responsibility."
Zhao Bo laughed as he spoke, but the smile did not reach his eyes at all. He looked at Lin Xiaoya with his cold eyes, "Guess who it is, Mr. Yu, me, Mr. Xiao Jiang, or... …And you?"
"Mr. Zhao, this matter has nothing to do with me. Mr. Jiang will hand over this matter to Yu..." Lin Xiaoya was scared to death at that time. She felt that she was definitely doomed. Although Yu Huan was the cause of the disaster, the blame was definitely not his. He carries it.
"I heard that Mr. Jiang's fiancé opened a brand strategy studio last year, and the business was pretty good, right? I guess Mr. Jiang won't be able to work in our Maeglin for long. No matter how good this CBO is, he said After all, I am still working for others, so I am definitely not as comfortable as the boss lady, what do you think, Xiaoya?"
"...Yes." Lin Xiaoya squeezed the word out from between her lips and teeth with great difficulty.
"Oh, you're just talking. Let's drink tea. This tea tastes best when it's hot."
Like a robot that followed instructions, Lin Xiaoya picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp. She didn't taste the goodness of the Jin Junmei, she only felt it was bitter, astringent, and extremely hot.
However, facing Zhao Bo's inquiring gaze, she still gratefully said, "It smells so good!"
"Hahaha... Really? Then drink another cup and taste it carefully. Each drink has its own charm. You are very knowledgeable!"
This time, Zhao Bo placed the tea cup directly in front of Lin Xiaoya, and Lin Xiaoya's tense body finally relaxed a knew that she had escaped this disaster. As for Jiang He... what Lin Xiaoya thought at the time was that she was so capable, and this small setback in the workplace should be nothing to her... right? As soon as Jiang He got out of the elevator, he found Jiang Xiaoping waiting in the lobby of the office building anxiously like an ant on a hot pot. As soon as she saw him, she rushed to greet him.
Jiang He didn't expect that her mother hadn't left yet. She felt as if someone had poured a ladle of cold water into a pot of hot oil, and suddenly it exploded into a ball.
She was struggling with what appropriate attitude to use to face her mother. As soon as Jiang Xiaoping opened her mouth, Jiang He's mind was completely messed up.
"Your grandma is here and is waiting for you at my place. She just called me!"
"Grandma is here? Why did she come here suddenly? Did you lie about my illness?"
Jiang He didn't dare to tell her grandma that she had cancer at all. She was afraid that her old man would be worried, so she kept it secret. She didn't dare to answer the video calls that her grandma sent two days ago, saying that she was outside. It is inconvenient to travel on business.
"It's not me!" Jiang Xiaoping looked like she wanted to scream, "I don't know why she came here suddenly? She even went to the store... It's also my fault that she forgot to tell the people in the store, but now she only knows you I had an operation, but I don’t know what the disease is.”
Jiang Xiaoping pondered for a moment, "...let's just say you had your tonsils removed. Do you think grandma can believe it?"
"...Grandma is just old, not stupid."
Jiang He's voice became lower and lower, and the last half of his sentence was completely silent.
The breath she had been carrying was almost gone now, and all the adrenaline was exhausted. Jiang He suddenly felt very tired, even more tired than after staying up for two consecutive nights. The knife edge that was originally just a dull pain suddenly felt... The pain was like a dull knife cutting flesh.
Jiang Xiaoping felt that she just blinked her eyes, but Jiang He's face, which could still be seen, was wrong. It was as white as toilet paper. Even her exquisite makeup could not cover up her weakness and haggardness. There was also a sudden look on her forehead. A thin layer of cold sweat broke out.
"He'er, you... just hold on, mom will take you to the hospital right away."
Jiang Xiaoping hurriedly helped Jiang He, but it was obvious that Jiang He could no longer stand. Most of his weight fell on her body, and his breathing became light and shallow due to the pain.
"...Grandma should worry about going to the hospital. I...I just feel a little pain...Mom, I want to go home."
Jiang He was in so much pain that he didn't even dare to vibrate his vocal cords, so he only dared to speak in a shaky voice.
"Hey, go home, let's go home right now!"
But it wasn't that easy to get back to this house. It happened to be the time when I got off work, and I was stuck in traffic for an hour just to get on the elevated highway.
Jiang Xiaoping was so anxious that she wanted to knock all the cars ahead of her away, but all she could actually do was drive the car more steadily. Jiang He, who was half lying on the passenger seat, was obviously very uncomfortable. The closed eyelids trembled painfully, and the cold sweat washed away all the makeup.
After finally arriving at the community, Jiang Xiaoping parked her car haphazardly, and the line in the parking space next door was pressed, and she didn't care.
As soon as the car stopped, Jiang He struggled to climb down, holding on to the pillar next to him and began to retching violently. His thin body was as bowed as a shrimp. Jiang Xiaoping's heart trembled as she looked at Jiang He. She stroked Jiang He again and again. On the crane's back, the rugged vertebrae trembled under the increasingly thin skin, as if they were about to fall apart as they followed.
(End of this chapter)