Chapter 18: Ambiguous Collision

  "Are you okay?" The private room finally quieted down, Tong Jiao turned her head to look at Tan Jieyan sitting beside her. Although they had known each other for more than three months now, apart from a few brief official conversations, the closest they got was last night's dinner of dumplings. However, because there were shrimp in the filling, it caused Tan Jieyan to have an allergic reaction.

  "Did Yu Jing call you?" Tan Jieyan picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Tong Qiang, when did Yu Jing become so familiar with Tong Qiang that they even made private phone calls?

  "Ah, I got it last night." Tong Jing nodded and looked at Tan Jieyan pouring tea with his hand. Because of the movement of holding the teapot, his sleeve slightly shrunk upwards, revealing a wrist that still had red rashes that hadn't faded away after taking medicine and passing one night and one morning, it seemed like the allergy was quite severe.

  "It's almost fine, just a low fever." Looking at Tong Ying with her head down, holding a teacup, and a guilty and self-reproachful expression, Tan Jieyan's low tone carried a hint of relaxation, his eyebrows slightly raised, and a smile slipped from the depths of his dark eyes. "Eight-Nation Alliance?"

  Pffft! Tong Jiang had just lowered her head to drink tea, covering up her own guilt, when she suddenly heard Tan Jieyan's words. A mouthful of tea uncontrollably spurted out, and she coughed, her face embarrassingly turning red. When did the French become China's big mouths?

  Because he was sitting close, some tea splashed onto Tan Jieyan's hand, his hands were large and bony, even after leaving the army and entering politics, there were still military marks on his hands, only in recent years they didn't see much sunlight, the skin tone of his hands was between ancient copper and fair.

  "Sorry." Choking back an apology, Tong Jiang quickly grabbed a tissue from the side and wiped away the water stain on Tan Jieyan's hand, her face burning even redder.

  Before, Tong Ying rarely spoke in front of herself, but Tan Jieyan suddenly found that Tong Ying now seemed to be always flustered and blushing in front of her, and couldn't help but say, "Don't be nervous."

  "I'm not nervous...... Ahh... Oww!" She cried out in pain, originally wanting to say that she wasn't nervous at all, just feeling embarrassed.

  But who would have thought that Tan Jieyan was looking down at himself at this moment, and as a result, Tong Jing suddenly raised his head, and the top of his head hit Tan Jieyan's chin hard. While in pain, Tong Jing lowered his head, and this time he lost face all the way to his grandmother's house!

  The collision was severe, and Tang Jiayang's lower teeth knocked against his lips. He felt a dull pain on his mouth, picked up a paper towel beside him, wiped it gently, and indeed left a few bloodstains on the white paper towel.

  How could you crash so badly? Tong Yan raised her head in a daze, with an apologetic expression, her slender crescent-shaped eyes narrowed at this moment, like a wronged little kitten, looking dejected and wanting to find a hole to bury herself in.

  How can she survive in the entertainment industry with such a reckless attitude? Tan Jieyan's face flashed with a hint of worry, his deep and unfathomable eyes gazing at Tongtong's guilty-looking face. Thinking back to what Mettel had said earlier, if it wasn't for Mettel, but anyone else, her impertinence would have likely cost her the chance to sign on, not to mention possibly being blacklisted from the industry altogether.

  "I'm back..." Mettel pushed open the door of the package, his originally smiling face now stiff on his face, looking incredulously at the two people on the chair, what were they doing? He had only been gone for less than three minutes.

  In Metel's line of sight, Tong Jiang was looking up at Tan Jieyan with her head raised, her cheeks flushed red. The look, the expression, and then looking at Tan Jieyan's bleeding mouth corner, Metel tried hard to prevent herself from having any erotic thoughts, but this scene looked like they had just passionately kissed and entwined, even to the point where their lips were bitten until they bled.

  Digression

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