Bai He had just reached the edge of the track when she saw Yin Hu respectfully guiding Zuzi towards the passageway to the audience.
Although Zuzi’s white dress was quite simple and elegant, her slow and graceful walk inexplicably exuded an imposing aura.
She really looked like soone of high status!
None of the bigwigs from various industries had the sa celestial presence as this little Ancestor.
No wonder Yin Hu obediently played the role of a guide.
Bai He caught up: "Little Ancestor, where are you going?"
Zuzi paused, glanced back slightly: "The Ancestor has so matters to attend to."
Bai He felt a bit downcast, her eyes reddening as she looked at Zuzi longingly, gently tugging at her sleeve: "Ah, aren’t you going to watch my final decisive race?"
Currently, the Imperial Team only managed a tie in the first round. Although Bai He placed top three in the second round, God lagged behind, and overall, they regressed. If they couldn’t achieve a dominant performance over Country M in the third round, they would probably miss the Championship Cup this ti.
If God couldn’t perform well, not even divine intervention could save this event.
And without the little Ancestor’s support, she didn’t feel confident about regaining her earlier aggressive montum to push into the top three.
Zuzi mused: "Really... do you want the Ancestor to watch that much?"
Bai He nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes!"
Yin Hu’s lips twitched, sowhat troubled: "Miss Bai, Miss Xi really has so important matters to handle, it’s Mr. Bo..."
He was about to say it was an important matter for Mr. Bo but rembered that Chen Long had specially instructed to keep it confidential, so he hurriedly changed his words: "It’s your brother’s urgent matter. If Miss Xi doesn’t go over in ti to save the day, your brother might be in trouble. Please understand, Miss Bai."
Especially, don’t act coquettishly towards Miss Xi anymore.
Heavens, today he witnessed how terrifying it was when a woman acted coquettishly towards another woman.
Bai He’s small hands were almost wrapped around Zuzi’s neck, about to kiss her and beg her to stay.
Those eyes, so fervent, rivaled the intensity of Mr. Bo’s gaze when he used to look at Miss Xi.
Originally thinking that bringing up Bai Fei would make Bai He act more sensibly and let Zuzi leave.
Unexpectedly, ntioning Bai Fei only made Bai He pout imdiately: "What urgent matter could he have? I just told him earlier to stop bothering our little Ancestor, and now he’s actually here on site to steal her away. It’s too much—it’s so hard for to have a date with the little Ancestor, and he’s deliberately interrupting..."
Seeing Bai He treating her own brother as a romantic rival was quite extre, and Yin Hu was montarily left speechless, at a loss.
Zuzi extended her jade-like finger and tapped Bai He’s forehead: "The Ancestor will return shortly. If you want the Ancestor to watch your final race, it’s really quite simple."
Simple?
Little Ancestor, there’s only a fifteen-minute break at halfti. Even at divine speed, there’s no way you can go and co back in fifteen minutes.
Wahh, I wasn’t comforted.
Bai He was pouting in frustration.
Suddenly, a large drop of water splashed onto her forehead.
"Who did that!"
Earlier on the track, she had been so attacked that she was like a startled bird, thinking Country M was up to sothing again, planning to attack her off the field.
But after that one drop, several more followed.
Then they beca dense and fell in torrents.
"It’s raining!"
The audience in the stands exclaid.
"Such a big sun shower, oh my, how can it rain like a downpour on a sunny day?"
The spectators in the open seats frantically ran towards the corridors with awnings and the basent, causing a sowhat chaotic scene.
The dumbfounded Bai He was gently pulled under the eaves by Zuzi, who smiled slightly: "Xiao He, the Ancestor will go for now. When the rain stops, I’ll be back."
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