C60 Projections(1)

"For me?" Jiaang Xin's face gradually lost its color. She thought of a possibility. Could it be that Zhang Teng deliberately approached Tongtong to threaten her because she rejected him three times?

She restrained her trembling body due to anger and fear, but her voice also revealed her nervousness, "What do you want? Tongtong is just a child. Don't hurt her."

Seeing Jiaang Xin's pale face, Zhang Teng was somewhat speechless. He had guessed what she was thinking. Could it be that he was so unbearable in her eyes? He liked to see her panic when his playfulness grew bigger.

"That will depend on your performance." Zhang Teng approached Jiaang Xin. Jiaang Xin retreated step by step and he stepped forward. In the end, she could not retreat. Her back was against the cold wall and her heart sank bit by bit.

Zhang Teng used one hand to support the wall and the other hand to hold Jiaang Xin's chin. He lifted up and met her desperate eyes. His heart shivered and he stopped his hand. He left her and put his hands in his pockets. His teasing gaze met her puzzled expression.

"You're thinking too much." He explained coldly. "It was an accident to know Tongtong. I just like him."

Jiaang Xin pursed her lips and still did not believe him. She calmed her beating heart. The moment he approached her, her entire body stiffened and the smell on his body was faint. Mixed with the smell of cigarettes, there was a fatal attraction.

She couldn't help but think of that crazy night, his smell had covered her all night.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Zhang." After a moment of silence, Jiaang Xin said faintly. She still could not completely believe what he said. After being threatened by Qi Chengfeng, she subconsciously had a faint hostility towards all the children of the aristocratic families.

"Go back."

Zhang Teng turned his head first, and Jiaang Xin followed closely behind. After entering the ward, Tongtong looked at Jiaang Xin with his big watery eyes, and Zhang Teng as if he wanted to see something.

Knowing that Jiaang Xin did not welcome him, he also lost the desire to stay here. After saying a few words to Tongtong, he said goodbye and left.

After Zhang Teng left, Tongtong immediately asked excitedly, "Mom, how is it? This is the husband I found for you! I asked, he has money, a house, and a car. Most importantly, he likes me very much!"

Jiaang Xin forced a smile. She still had a faint uneasiness in her heart. Tongtong took out the toy that Zhang Teng gave and happily played with it. Jiaang Xin looked at Tongtong's bright smile and still decided to ask clearly.

"Tongtong, did Mr. Zhang... Did he ask you to do anything? Or did he ask you to do something?"

When Tongtong heard this, he looked at Jiaang Xin nervously. He pretended to recall something, then shook his head and said that he did not.

In his heart, he secretly apologized to Jiaang Xin. He did not want to lie to his mother, but he had already made an agreement with Uncle Zhang. They had already hooked up, so he could not break the contract.

Tongtong's evasive gaze let her know that he must have hidden something. But she couldn't and didn't want to force him to say it. She could only smile gently and say, "Tongtong, Uncle Zhang is very busy, and mom doesn't like Uncle Zhang's type. So, Tongtong, try to keep a distance from Uncle Zhang in the future, okay?"

"Why?" Tongtong blinked his eyes and asked in disappointment. He really liked this gentle, handsome, and powerful uncle. He also hoped that his mother would like him.

Jiaang Xin had no way to explain. She did not want to tell him the idea of dividing people into three, six, and nine classes. At least not now. She smiled and said half-heartedly, "Uncle Zhang, he often goes to nightclubs. He goes almost every day. Mom doesn't like men who don't belong at night."

Tongtong nodded and reluctantly accepted Jiaang Xin's words.

In the following time, there was a subtle disharmony between mother and son. Tongtong did not talk much like before, and Jiaang Xin could not tell him everything about work. Thus, the conversation between the two was always inexplicably cold.

Jiaang Xin sighed and looked at the time. She said goodbye to Tongtong and went home to sleep.

This sleep was very unstable and she had many dreams, but she could not remember. She just felt very tired and her head hurt.

Originally, she wanted to talk to Chen Feng about meeting Zhang Teng today, but after knocking on the door, she found that no one was there. She could only return to the changing room and saw Fengfeng come out after changing her clothes.

Fengfeng saw the thermos in Jiaang Xin's hands and felt a little strange. She casually asked, "Ms Xin, what are you holding?"

"The food I brought for Chief Chen. Just now I went to look for him. He was not around, so I brought it back." Jiaang Xin was a little absent-minded and did not take it to heart. She replied casually. She forgot that Fengfeng liked Chen Feng. She, who was distracted by Zhang Teng's matter, did not notice the flash of jealousy and hatred on Fengfeng's face.

"By the way, did you eat? If you didn't, then... You can take this to eat, right?" Jiaang Xin said with a smile, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness. "Director Chen likes potatoes very much, so most of them are potatoes. I don't know if you like to eat it or not. "