Ninth Uncle started to dislike her after hearing from Xiao Yihan that she was gay.
Zhan Qing looked at Qin Qiao’s ‘hurt’ reaction with a frown.
“Tell me about you and Xiao Yihan.” Zhan Qing held down the irritation in his heart and asked in a cold voice.
“It’s nothing. It’s a mess and I can’t explain clearly… just…!”
Qin Qiao pushed her spectacles. She was like a student who had done something wrong and wanted to muddle through.
“I don’t have the patience to listen to you… lie!”
Zhan Qing deliberately emphasized the word ‘lie’.
Qin Qiao’s face turned red. The message that Ninth Uncle sent to Da Tian used ‘I lied to my Ninth Uncle…’
“Ninth Uncle, there’s really nothing between me and him…”
Qin Qiao was telling the truth. She had nothing to do with Xiao Yihan now.
Xiao Yihan’s behavior today had worn away the remaining feelings she had for him.
However, Qin Qiao saw Zhan Qing leaning against the seat with his eyes closed—his posture like he did not want to listen to her lie…
No, he did not want to listen to her…
“Ninth Uncle…” Qin Qiao called out softly, but Zhan Qing did not give her any response.
Qin Qiao could only give a grimace and sit back. Ninth Uncle made it clear that he did not want to listen to her.
He was the one who wanted to listen and was also the one who did not want to listen. It was hard to serve him.
The camp was far, so Qin Qiao fell asleep as she sat there.
When her head fell on Zhan Qing’s shoulder, his hand caught her head.
Zhan Qing then took Qin Qiao’s spectacles off.
Qin Qiao moved around on Zhan Qing’s shoulder and then continued sleeping.
Zhan Qing looked sideways and then he looked at the eyes underneath Qin Qiao’s messy hair. It was delicate and with a trace of innocence.
The thumb that was placed on Qin Qiao’s side gently rubbed her cheek.
How could a boy’s face be so tender and smooth? What was this impulse he had for Qin Qiao?
Was it like Xiao Yihan’s feelings?
The word ‘like’ suddenly came to Zhan Qing’s mind…
Did he also like Qin Qiao? How could it be…?
Zhan Qing pushed Qin Qiao away.
Qin Qiao, who was still asleep, knocked her head on the car window on the other side of the car after Zhang Qing had pushed her away.
The pain she felt jolted her awake. She woke up for a split second to rub her head, but she immediately fell asleep again…
Why was she able to sleep so soundly whenever she was with Ninth Uncle?
When Zhan Qing roughly pushed her head away, she was already half awake.
So, she was aware that it was Ninth Uncle who had pushed her. She was thoroughly disliked…
‘F*ck, Xiao Yihan, you caused this!’
When they arrived at the camp, Zhan Qing got out of the car without saying anything. He then left after giving Chi Shuai some orders.
Then, when Qin Qiao got out of the car, Chu Shuai took her to the field…
And standing there were several rows of shirtless team members.
What was Ninth Uncle doing?
The bronze-colored skin and upright postures.
Qin Qiao was a woman…
These walking hormones were very masculine.
It made her heart flutter and her eyes could not look away.
The team members of Fighting Soul camp were skillful. When they train, they should not be disturbed.
So, Qin Qiao ended up looking at them while they did their training.
Half an hour, one hour…
Qin Qiao’s legs were aching but she couldn’t sit down all because Chi Shuai said, “Boss’s orders. Stand properly!”