"Miss Jiang really knows how to speak, we both have the Jiang surna, perhaps our ancestors..."
As if knowing what Jiang Boya was about to say, Kang Li smiled, "Mr. Jiang really likes to joke. You have lived abroad, and I have been raised dostically since childhood. Besides, the surna ’Jiang’ could be the sa phonetically but different in character."
"My surna is the ’Jiang’ from the Yangtze River, may I ask which ’Jiang’ is Miss Jiang’s?"
"I’m sorry, my surna is the ’Jiang’ from Jiang Ziya."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Boya’s expression subtly changed, but his tone remained unchanged, "So Miss Kang was right, our surnas sound the sa but are written differently!"
When Kang Li saw him turn his head to look at her, she curved her lips into a smile and said nothing.
"If it’s convenient, Miss Kang, could you tell about your family mbers?"
Jiang Boya’s hands clenched slowly on his lap, a sign that he was sowhat nervous.
But why he was nervous, probably only he knew.
"It’s not convenient."
Kang Li was straightforward.
Jiang Boya gave a bitter smile, "It seems that Miss Kang is guarded against beforehand."
Kang Li: "I think Mr. Jiang should understand."
They were not familiar, so why should he inquire about her family situation? Wasn’t that impolite?
"I was presumptuous, I’m sorry!"
Jiang Boya sincerely apologized.
Speaking of which, with his elegant yet reserved and composed deanor, Mr. Jiang seed like a middle-aged man. But judging by his appearance, he looked only about thirty-two or thirty-three years old.
Well, the real age of Jiang Boya was, in fact, just thirty-eight years old.
Considering he was genuinely handso, tall, and well-built, if he were in modern tis, he would definitely be the perfect "CEO dad"!
In fact, Jiang Boya indeed had a considerable fortune now and was a real diamond bachelor.
There wasn’t any issue that made him unable to marry; it was just that he had no interest in dating the opposite sex. Instead, he focused on his work every day, committed to expanding his business empire.
"I accept Mr. Jiang’s apology," said Kang Li.
As she spoke, Kang Li closed her fox-like eyes and rested her head on Han Xia’s shoulder, remaining silent.
...
After receiving a call from Han Xia at the hospital, Coach Wang Weimin and Director Loh were almost breathless with worry until they heard Han Xia say that Kang Li had been examined and was alright, though she needed to be observed in the hospital for half a day, then their hearts settled back in place.
Imdiately after hanging up the phone, without stopping for a mont, both of them rushed to the hospital.
"Director, Coach, you don’t need to worry, I’m really fine."
Lying in the hospital bed, Kang Li smiled at Director Loh and Coach Wang.
"Your face is so pale yet you say nothing is wrong?"
Director Loh’s eyes were full of concern: "Are you sure nothing feels uncomfortable?"
Coach Wang sternly said, "Don’t hide anything, tell the truth."
Kang Li: "I just can’t exert strength temporarily, but I’ve experienced this before and it’s nothing serious."
Director Loh: "Can you walk?"
Kang Li: "I’m afraid not right now."
"Director, Coach, it’s my fault. I saw soone bullying our fellow countryn and thought of helping out but unexpectedly..."
Han Xia, her eyes slightly swollen, stamred:
"I... I didn’t expect Kang Li to collapse on the ground. Seeing her take down three tall n by herself, I thought there was nothing wrong with her. But when I ran up to Kang Li, I hadn’t even finished speaking when I saw her... just losing all her strength..."
"Han Xia is not to bla."
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