Where the warm sun does not fall

Chapter 20

The spring in City A is coming to an end, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the temperature has started to rise steadily at noon.

Even in such weather, she accidentally caught a cold because of the large temperature difference between day and night.

Ever since Tang Zechen sent her home on a rainy day a few days ago, she had faint symptoms of a cold, but the illness has been suppressed, so she didn't take it seriously. Now it's so menacing that even makeup can't cover it.

Fortunately, the work has also come to an end, and the dust will settle when the press conference starts tomorrow.

After taking the medicine, her head was unavoidably dizzy, so she curled up on the sofa in the lounge and closed her eyes for a while, with the coat she had brought in in the morning still covering her body, feeling sleepy and lacking energy.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep, but there was a faint voice in her ears. She opened her eyes and saw that Miya was sitting on the single sofa not far away to answer the phone.

Keeping her voice low, seeing her wake up, she smiled at her, "I'm awake."

Qin Nuanyang raised his hand and pulled the coat, burying his whole face in it.

"Let's go when you wake up. The car is waiting at the door. You go back and have a good rest. There is a press conference tomorrow." While speaking, Miya walked over, pulled off her clothes, and raised her hand to touch her forehead. "Fortunately, I don't have a fever."

There was no one outside, and they walked all the way, all empty and silent.

Only then did she realize that it was getting late, she raised her wrist and looked at her watch, it was past six o'clock.

Walking to the door of the company, you can see the nanny car parked by the flower bed not far away.Today's night wind is a bit strong, she gathered her coat and followed Miya quickly.

The driver was not there, Miya asked her to get in the car first, and went out to look for it by herself.

She had just woken up, her mind was still in a daze, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with this sentence. After getting in the car, she turned around and closed the door. She just stepped up a step, and when she looked up, she was suddenly stunned.

Tang Zechen was sitting where she usually sat, with her head slightly propped on her left hand, turned slightly sideways, and fell asleep.

His suit jacket was still hanging on one side of the armrest, and he was wearing only a shirt, the collar button was unbuttoned, and it was slightly open.The tie has been pulled crooked by him, baggy, casual and lazy.

Her gaze followed his shoulder line, and his right hand was resting on the coat, with slender fingers and well-defined joints.

The light and shadow in the mist outside the window came through, making him extraordinarily soft.

She stood there, just looking at him like this, subconsciously even breathing a lot easier.

Since that day, the two have not seen each other for several days.His whereabouts were mentioned by the staff during the chat. There was a business problem in City S, and he flew directly there that night.

That message was sent to her before he got on the plane.

She quietly walked to the seat next to him in the aisle and sat down. After hearing the small movements of Suo Suo, she subconsciously turned her head to see if she woke him up.

Tang Zechen had already woken up when she got into the car, and at this moment, with a faint smile on his lips, he was looking down at her. "Listen to Miya..."

Probably just woke up, his voice was a little hoarse, he stopped after saying a few words, cleared his throat, and then continued: "I heard from Miya that you have a cold."

"It's almost ready." Her nasal voice was a little heavy, and her voice was a little more charming than the usual cold and indifferent.

He said "um", "I'm on a business trip these days."

Is this... reporting the itinerary to her?
Qin Nuanyang was slightly embarrassed, and didn't know how to answer, so he simply kept silent.

"I just got off the plane." He said again, obviously for her.

Her ears were slightly hot, thinking that it would be bad not to say anything, she said, "Boss Tang, you've worked hard." The official was polite.

Tang Zechen paused for a moment, her eyes seemed to darken, and then there was a smile in her tone, "I remember you have already started calling me Tang Zechen."

He spoke this sentence very slowly, especially when he pronounced his own name, the three words came out heavy and clear.

She turned to look at him, meeting his eyes, very focused.The one with very clear eyes was her who was sitting on the seat, an arm's length away from him.

Qin Nuanyang originally wanted to do what he did before, with a few polite excuses, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them in a daze.

After all, there is something different between them.She couldn't forget what he said that day, and she couldn't help but re-face the relationship between the two of them.

So, after a moment of hesitation, she just asked him, "Do you want to have dinner together?"

I don't know if he was surprised by her reaction, Tang Zechen looked at her twice, pondered for a moment, and pointed out: "No, eating with me is too much effort."

He obviously said it in a serious tone, but it seemed extraordinarily meaningful.

Qin Nuanyang quickly avoided his sight, feeling her ears getting hotter.What's taking too much effort... She just can't understand.

He put his finger on the armrest and tapped it lightly, looked out of the window in silence for a moment, and suddenly said, "This is very good."

"What?" She glanced at him sideways, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, obviously very pleased.

What did she just say... something that made him happy?Except asking him if he wants to have dinner with... um, dinner.

Her throat felt itchy, she covered her lips and coughed lightly.While he was in a daze, he had already stood up. The carriage was a little small, and he was tall, so he couldn't stretch out, so he just looked down at her.Then he raised his hand and touched her forehead.

The back of his hand was a little cold, and the temperature from it was very comfortable.

In front of him is his meticulously buttoned shirt cuffs, a very white inch, which makes people feel warm when looking at them.

"Why are you still coughing, are you taking medicine?" He leaned down again, and looked at her face very intently, "Do you want to..."

While talking, there was a knock on the car window, "I'm coming in."

As soon as the voice fell, the people outside had already opened the car door and leaned in.

It was Xiao Ling, the assistant, with a box containing a dress in his hand.When I saw the two people in the car clearly, I didn't hold the box in my frightened hand, and it fell to the ground with a "bang".

While apologizing, she picked up the box and hurriedly exited.

"What should I do?" He glanced at her with a half-smile, "She seems to have misunderstood."

The voice is clear and gentle, but there is no sense of apology at all.

He withdrew his hand, raised his hand to pick up the suit on the armrest and hung it in the crook of his hand, and said insincerely: "I need to trouble you to explain to her yourself."

Qin Nuanyang immediately petrified.

When Miya and the driver came back together, Qin Nuanyang was playing with his mobile phone, and behind him sat a trembling Xiao Ling.

She froze for a moment, and asked with a guilty conscience: "What's the matter..."

Qin Nuanyang raised his eyes and glanced at her, following Tang Zechen's example, looked at her with a half-smile, which made her tremble with guilt.

If Qin Nuanyang hadn't reacted just now, he would understand everything now.

The reason why Tang Zechen appeared in the car was nothing more than Miya's acquiescence. As for the absence of the driver, there is a better explanation.He never liked being around strangers, let alone making room to talk to her.

Why not in his own company, where there are a lot of people talking, and he just got off the plane, and he showed up in a hurry just to say a few words to her... Anyone can see that something is wrong.

"Nuanyang, don't be angry with me, isn't President Tang calling me personally..." How could she have the guts to refuse, besides, when the contract was signed, the generous and generous Mr. She got a dividend, and she cannibalize people with soft mouths but short hands.

"Next time, don't make decisions on your own." She covered her lips and coughed a few more times, her complexion turned pale.

Miya nodded quickly, and went up to greet her.

Early the next morning, Miya came to pick her up and had a good night's rest. Her complexion had improved a lot, and she looked radiant after putting on makeup.

There was still half an hour to arrive at the company, and the press conference began.When I came, there was no one there except for the staff who arranged the venue.

She glanced in as she passed the door.

The background wall is a photo of her taken at Zecheng Group on the first day, with a giant poster of a royal blue necklace and a white dress.Above is a row of bright white lights, the light is bright, which makes the poster of this chapter even more glamorous and eye-catching.

She paused, a little puzzled, "Is the background wall replaced with this one? The photographer said it wasn't this one."

Mia followed her gaze, and her gaze fell on the sapphire between her collarbones, and she frowned slightly.

This necklace... looks really familiar.

But this doubt was only for a moment, and she quickly found the answer and explained, "Isn't the Select City Group a jewelry business, and it cost you a lot of money to sign you, and you are not allowed to make full use of resources?"

Qin Nuanyang: "..." This is what I said

Tang Zechen did not attend, according to Miya, to avoid suspicion.

Qin Nuanyang was flipping through entertainment magazines to pass the time, when she heard the words "um", she said she knew, but she didn't express much.

It's really good that he doesn't show up. Once he does, the media will naturally focus on the recent scandals about the two of them. Whether it's for the press conference or the company's endorsement, it's actually not a good thing.

The press conference was still very successful. The reporters below were all organized from the beginning, and Qin Nuanyang answered the questions with ease.

She is becoming more and more demeanor, not humble and not saying a word, her smile is just right, gentle and indifferent, generous and gentle, which is really rare in the impetuous entertainment circle.

Just as the person in charge was answering questions, her cell phone, which was clinging to her skirt pocket, suddenly buzzed.

She took it out calmly, and quickly looked down.

is a text message.

Sender: Tang Zechen.

She was taken aback, and before she could open it, a reporter clicked her name.She raised her head and listened carefully to her question, but she caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye. When she raised her head slightly, she saw Tang Zechen standing directly facing her, leaning against the gate of the venue.

He held his mobile phone in one hand and put the other in his trouser pocket. He was separated from her by the crowd, with a lazy and casual expression.

Even though it was a little far away, she could still clearly see his clear eyes passing through the crowd and falling directly on her body.Just about to look away, he raised his hand slightly, shook the phone in his hand, and signaled her to read the text message.

While answering the reporter's questions neatly, she opened the text message and deserted in full view... She herself felt a little miraculous, and also a little... excited about having an affair.

The text message was just one sentence: If anyone asks about your necklace...it's my mother's.

(End of this chapter)