Chapter 1516
The memories which had been deeply hidden in her heart suddenly popped up like billows.
Tina felt as if she had been thrown into a deep sea, which was like those depicted in propaganda
videos. There she waspletely submerged by the water. She unconsciously clenched her fists
and gritted her teeth.
She forced herself to forget about it, but it was in vain. The memories came to her mind irresistible,
just like rain and snow falling down to the ground.
The boy took her hand, and the two of them went all the way from the sunny campus to the piano
room which was cool and quiet. Then, they sat side by side in front of the wood-colored piano, so
that she could listen to him ying music closely.
"Tina, this is mytestposition work. Is it nice?"
"Sounds wonderful!"
"Tina, I''ll my own piano concert in the future and y the piano for you..."
The memories were still hidden in her heart, but the man whose name was Dn Koo was lost in
her life. He was just like the 89th key of a piano, which she would never be able to touch.
After the signal light was changed, the car drove on again.
The huge LCD screen gradually died away in Tina''s sight, and she was still absent-minded to some
extent.
Suddenly, a man''s breath approached her. Seeing that Tina kept that posture for a long time, Wilson
leaned over and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Tina quickly shook her head and replied, "Nothing!"
Then, she sat up straight, and the morning sunlight shed on her delicate face, which appeared to be
a little pale.
Wilson frowned. "Tina, do you feel ufortable?"
Tina didn''t want him to see through her emotional fluctuations. She changed the topic and
deliberatelyined to him in a coquettish tone, "A little bit... You pushed me too hardst night.
I couldn''t bear it!"
Although this was virtually an excuse, it was, to arge extent, the truth.
Wilson said, "Then you should do more exercises!"
Tina didn''t know what to say."..."
"My exhaution, your pleasure..." Sheined secretively in her heart.
In the Chin''s Group...
A meeting was held in therge conference room. Wilson was sitting on the main seat and knocking
on the table with his fingers from time to time. The executives were sitting in two rows, and they
were waiting for instructions from their CEO. Wilson''s lips seemed to be curved faintly, and his
domineering expression imposed invisible pressure upon everyone.
He was like a king, who could decide the destinies of countless people with a clicking of his fingers.
All the executives looked at their CEO with reverence and awe.
This meetingsted from the afternoon to the evening, while most of the executives were
exhausted. Only when Wilson dered that the meeting ended did all the executives heave a sigh
of relief.
Wilson returned to the CEO''s office directly, respectfully followed by Terry Howard. After reporting
the official matters, Terry paused for a moment and continued, "Mr. Chin, the producer made a
phone call just now. He said that the character in the TV series has been assigned to Mona, and I
have also arranged everything properly for her concerning advertising endorsement of the luxury
products!
This afternoon, Mona came here again. She wanted to invite you for dinner, but I temporarily
rejected her. Mr. Chin, shall I continue to reject Mona''s requirements of meeting you?
After all, Terry didn''t dare to deal with any matter rted to his boss ruthlessly, and he would always
ask for instructions in detail from him.
"Hmm..." Wilson looked indifferent.
Terry looked at his boss and suddenly felt that he seemed to be somewhat absentminded today. He
could feel it while they were holding the meeting.
Wilson poured out a cigarette from the box.
He wasn''t very addicted to smoking indeed, and therefore he didn''t smoke very often. He lit the
cigarette in his left hand and sent it towards his thin lips. The white smoke spat out by him rose up
and covered his face. Behind the sses and smoke, his eyes were meaningful.
Wilson suddenly asked, "Terry, what day is it today?"
Terry hadn''t expected that Wilson would suddenly ask such a question. He replied in a daze, "Today
is Thursday!"
"Hmm!" Wilson nodded and frowned again.
It''s just Thursday...
Time seemed to be passing by too slowly.
Outside the window, flocks of birds were flying in the sky. They seemed to be tired after a whole
day''s journey, and some of them were very close to the window while passing by.
Inexplicably, Wilson often thought of Tina, and her appearance when she came out of the kitchen
wearing an apron. Her delicate face was a little pink because of the water vapor in the kitchen.
Wilson also missed the scenes that she was lying on the big bed and invaded by him, that she was
groaning...
He suddenly felt that it was not enough for the two of them only to meet on the weekends.
Wilson wanted more.
Terry asked in confusion, "Mr. Chin, do you have any important schedule?"
"No," Wilson answered.
Terry was at a loss. As a special assistant who had followed Wilson for many years, the most
important thing for him was to interpret his boss’ words, eye expressions, etc correctly. However,
after reflecting upon it for a long time, he still didn''t know what his boss wanted.
Suddenly, Terry seemed to realize something and said with a smile, "Mr. Chin, tomorrow is Friday.
Don''t be anxious. Miss Hall will go to No.l Luxurious Residence on Saturday!"
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Wilson raised his eyes and muttered unhappily, "What are you talking about? Is it because your
workload is not enough?"
Hearing this, Terry''s heart trembled. He nodded and replied obediently, "Mr. Chin, I''ll need to work
now!"
Then, he ran away immediately, afraid of saying anything wrong.
Wilson stayed alone in the office. After smoking the cigarette in his hand, he sat there silently for a
while. Then, he took out another cigarette and lit it.
After work, Tina took a taxi to the hospital.
On the weekends, her spare time was virtually uncontroble to her. From Monday to Friday,
whenever she didn''t workte, she woulde straight to the hospital to stay with I, her dear
daughter.
After the mother and daughter had their dinners, the doctor went the rounds of the wards as usual.
Tonight, Charles Westcott was responsible for the ward round. He came in with two nurses and was
smiling.
After going through a rough examination, I suddenly said in a childish voice, "Uncle Doctor, I''m
notfortable today!"
Doctor Westcott immediately asked, "What''s
wrong?
Tina, who was standing beside her daughter, immediately became very anxious. She bent down
and looked at her daughter.
The health of her daughter was the most important thing in her life. She was worried about it almost
every day and was always afraid that something terrible might happen at any moment.
I s little face was ruddy, just like a ripe apple. Her big obsidian-like eyes blinked lovely, and she
raised her two chubby hands to cover the position where her heart was. "I''m ill! It''s Lovesickness
Syndrome."
Doctor Westcott was speechless."..."
Tina was also speechless."..."
Doctor Westcott looked at the little girl lying on the hospital bed, coughed, and asked,
"Lovesickness Syndrome?"
"Yes!" I nodded seriously.
Charles didn''t know whether to smile or frown. He touched her head and said, "I, you are still a
child. Only adults would suffer from Lovesickness Syndrome!"
I straightened her body and said eloquently, "Uncle Doctor, you mustn''t treat me with prejudice.
In fact, I''ve already grown up, and I''m four years old now!"
After finished speaking, I even pointed out four fingers to the doctor seriously.
Doctor Westcott smiled helplessly and looked at Tina, who was also holding her forehead
helplessly. She tried to cooperate with the doctor and asked, "I know! Is it because Mom has to go
to work during the daytime and can''t always apany I? Do you miss me so much?" "No!" I
shook her head.
She covered her chest with her hands again and said like a little adult, "I miss a boy very much. I go
there every day to wait for him. I really want to see him again! I miss him when I open my eyes; I
miss him when I have breakfast, lunch, and dinner; I miss him when I shit..."