The voice sounded awkward: "Are you still okay?" Clearly it was concern, yet it sounded so reluctant.
Zhao Tianchen didn’t mind these things. What he cared about was that this little woman was concerned about him. His intense gaze fell imdiately on her unnatural face, and it was only when she turned her head away uncomfortably that he gently, indulgently, and patiently replied, "I’m fine, don’t worry."
"Humph, who’s worried about you? I’m just afraid you’ll drag down." Saying this insincere remark, Lan Xinru turned and left directly. Later, while playing table tennis together, she intentionally avoided his burning gaze.
Sotis Zhao Tianchen’s eyes were too intense, and she would give him a fierce warning look. If it weren’t for the inappropriate occasion, she really wanted to give him a hard kick tonight. What exactly did he an, looking at her like this? Did she have flowers growing on her head?
Usually, ordinary girls would have long seen the deeper aning in Zhao Tianchen’s gaze, but this was Lan Xinru, a woman with high IQ and low EQ, walking the path of ignorance. She couldn’t see it and definitely couldn’t feel it. She just thought his eyes were too strange, leaving her feeling out of sorts.
After losing the ga, Zhao Tianchen naturally turned around to accept the punishnt. This ti, Lan Xinru calmly stopped him: "Let do it."
Zhao Tianchen refused without a second thought: "How could I let a girl take this sort of punishnt? I’ll do it." As he spoke, he was already prostrate on the ground, doing push-ups. Before reaching ten, sweat began forming on his head, yet he gritted his teeth and persevered with each one.
Watching this scene, Lan Xinru’s heart was very complicated. For the first ti, she felt she couldn’t see through this man.
In her mory, this man was a bastard, a playboy. She had witnessed him get slapped by a woman in the hospital. Even though this happened several years ago, it’s imprinted in her mory. She vividly rembers the girl’s helplessness and tears, and it was from that ti that her attitude towards him changed, becoming confrontational and unfriendly. Yet, over the past two years, never seeing another woman around him left her confused. Could she have been wrong about him all along? After pondering, she shook her head vigorously: "No way, how could I be wrong? The idea that a prodigal son won’t change is just a fantasy."
Watching the complexity in this man’s eyes in front of her, Lan Xinxixi, standing aside, also noticed her sister’s inner struggle, and a plan ford in her mind. She decided to have a good talk with her sister tomorrow, at least to understand her true feelings. Or maybe later tonight would be a good opportunity, with truths coming out after a drink, necessary when needed.
Zhao Tianchen could no longer hold on after his 78th push-up, collapsing directly on the ground. Xi Yu quickly and gleefully announced: "Zhao Tianchen and Lan Xinru KO’d and eliminated."
Following Zhao Tianchen, Lin Mubai was the second one knocked out, equally disheveled. He didn’t want to lose face like this, but he simply couldn’t persevere any longer. Internally, he vowed that once he got back, he must restore his past exercise regi. Losing face once was enough; there absolutely cannot be a next ti.
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