{Chapter: 139 Chi Qian has been teased again! Lose again…}
Even though Gao Feiyang's legs were cramping from all the squatting, and his muscles ached from repeatedly falling to the ground, he still managed to flee out of sheer embarrassment. His face burned red, not just from exertion but from the humiliation that came with it.
Originally, he had expected Lin Yuan to lose, eagerly anticipating the moment when Lin Yuan would be forced to bark like a dog in front of everyone. The very thought of seeing the young master of the Lin family humiliated had been his only consolation in making this ridiculous bet.
But reality had taken a cruel turn.
Gao Feiyang had lost. And not only had he lost, but he had also done so in the most humiliating way possible—barking like a dog and hopping like a frog in front of an entire audience. The shame was unbearable.
It was too difficult to accept…
As Gao Feiyang disappeared from sight, Lin Yuan remained completely indifferent. He had no sympathy for people like Gao Feiyang. After all, if their roles had been reversed, Gao Feiyang would have been the first to laugh at his misery.
Lin Yuan had no intention of going easy on such people.
Meanwhile, Chi Qian, who had witnessed the entire spectacle, remained calm. She didn't show any trace of pity for Gao Feiyang either. She understood well that people like him needed to be put in their place.
With a composed expression, Chi Qian approached Lin Yuan and spoke in a light tone, "I lost this time, so I owe you a meal. Let me know when you're free."
Lin Yuan nodded slightly and replied, "Alright. By the way, I don't think he's the kind of person who would just let things go. If he ever bothers you again, don't hesitate to send the video to your school administration. That should make sure he won't trouble you anymore."
Chi Qian's eyebrows raised slightly in curiosity. She had just received a notification on her phone. Unlocking it, she found a video—one that captured every second of Gao Feiyang hopping and barking like a dog.
A small chuckle escaped her lips before she covered her mouth with her slender fingers.
This was too amusing.
She glanced at Lin Yuan, her eyes gleaming with appreciation. "Thank you, Young Master Lin. You've worked hard."
Her gaze lingered on Lin Yuan, filled with a mix of admiration and curiosity.
After a slight pause, she added with a playful smile, "Young Master Lin's marksmanship is truly exceptional. You must teach me when you have the time. Or perhaps, we can spar again sometime? We still have close combat to settle, after all."
Lin Yuan's previous performance had genuinely shocked Chi Qian. His shooting skills, in particular, were far beyond what she had expected.
She had always known that Lin Yuan was musically gifted—his piano and singing abilities were already remarkable. But to think that he was also superior in something like shooting?
Chi Qian found herself unable to see the limits of Lin Yuan's talents.
What else was he hiding?
Piano, singing, shooting, fighting…
How many more skills did he possess? Was this only the tip of the iceberg?
Chi Qian had always been someone that others found difficult to read—her composed demeanor made it hard for people to gauge her true emotions. But now, she had encountered someone just like herself.
Lin Yuan was an enigma.
And this only made her more interested.
A competitive spark ignited within her. She recalled how Lin Yuan had teased her earlier, making her feel a little flustered. She had yet to settle that score.
Lin Yuan met her gaze and smiled. "Then it should be the same as before, we shall see each other two or three days later and compare who is better in marksmanship and fighting. It was barely a draw today, but next time, the fight will be serious."
Chi Qian's lips curled into a confident smile. "Of course. I won't lose next time."
With his goals for the day accomplished, Lin Yuan decided it was time to leave. He had come to the club intending to refine his combat and shooting skills, and he had achieved exactly that.
Turning slightly, he called out, "Miss Chi, I'll be heading off now."
But before he could take a step, Chi Qian also turned in the same direction, smiling at him. "It's getting late, and I was planning to leave anyway. It was a pleasant surprise running into you here today. Originally, I only came for the competition."
Lin Yuan nodded. "Then let's leave together."
The two of them walked out of the club side by side.
The night air was cool, a refreshing contrast to the heat from all the intense physical activity earlier. The streetlights cast a soft glow on the pavement as they strolled toward the parking area.
As they walked, Chi Qian reached up to lift her long, silky hair, which had stuck to the back of her neck due to her sweat. The movement was casual, yet it had an undeniable elegance.
Then, she turned slightly toward Lin Yuan and spoke in a soft, almost teasing tone. "If you don't mind, Young Master Lin… you can just call me Qian Qian, like Shanshan does."
For the first time, a faint pink blush spread across Chi Qian's fair cheeks. Her porcelain-like skin made the subtle redness stand out even more, giving her an almost ethereal beauty.
The way she held her hair up, the way she turned her face slightly to the side—it was a breathtaking sight. Even the female staff nearby couldn't help but steal glances at her.
And hearing her invite Lin Yuan to call her "Qian Qian" only made her more charming.
Chi Qian watched Lin Yuan closely, waiting to see his reaction.
But Lin Yuan, ever composed, simply smiled and responded smoothly, "Alright, Qian Qian. In that case, you don't have to call me 'Young Master Lin' either. Just call me by my name. Or, if you don't mind, you can call me 'brother,' like Shanshan does. After all, I am a few years older than you."
"By the way, put on this shirt or you might catch a cold."
As it was Lin Yuan who suggested she put on the shirt, Chi Qian did not have the chance to refuse.
Then, before Chi Qian could respond, Lin Yuan casually draped a shirt over her shoulders.
His voice was calm but firm. "Here, put this on. You might catch a cold."
Chi Qian blinked, momentarily taken aback.
Lin Yuan had acted so naturally that she hadn't even gotten the chance to refuse.
Feeling the warmth of being covered by the shirt, Chi Qian was speechless.
In fact, when Lin Yuan saw Chi Qian flutter her hair and told him he can address her as Qian Qian, Lin Yuan was a bit dazed.
But since Chi Qian had done it before, Lin Yuan had a certain level of resistance to it, so he quickly recovered without Chi Qian noticing.
On the contrary, it was Chi Qian who was attacked by Lin Yuan. He knew that Chi Qian would definitely refuse if he asked her to wear his shirt even if she did not dislike him.
But usually, girls are like this, they cannot refuse when imposed. So, Lin Yuan directly told her to wear the shirt directly with the excuse that she might catch a cold from all the sweating.
It was a sudden action that Lin Yuan did while conversing with Chi Qian.
Chi Qian didn't have the chance to react.
Chi Qian does not like to use things that were used by others, let alone a person from the opposite sex.
The shirt was clean—he hadn't worn it during the match—but it still carried his scent. As the faint masculine fragrance reached her nose, Chi Qian's blush deepened.
Her heartbeat quickened.
After all, this is someone else's clothes, and it is from a man.
After a few more glances at Lin Yuan, Chi Qian said dumbly: "Thank…Thank you, Brother Lin Yuan."
As she spoke, she felt as if her heart was beating wildly, like a deer jumping in her chest.
She was well aware that, with her physique, there was no way she would actually catch a cold just from sweating.
But Lin Yuan's actions had left her with no room to refuse.
And the warmth of the shirt… It was oddly comforting.
But this shirt made it hard for her to refuse, and it really felt warm.
Both of them understood that when a person had even the slightest goodwill toward someone, rejecting such small gestures became nearly impossible.
Both Chi Qian and Lin Yuan knew this very well.
Chi Qian realized that she had been caught off guard again.
'I was teased again…'
'I lost again…'
'I keep losing over and over again…'
If her thoughts could be seen above her head, these words would definitely be floating there.
[Ding! Chi Qian's Favorability +2! Reward: 1,000 Counterattack Points!]
A system notification sounded in Lin Yuan's mind.
Hearing it, Lin Yuan's smile deepened.
"It's okay. By the way, did you drive here? If not, do you want me to take you home?"
Chi Qian quickly shook her head, her vigilance rising. "No, no, no! Shanshan is coming to pick me up. She just sent me a message!"
She was being cautious—Chi Qian was a little afraid of what Lin Yuan might do next.
If she is careless, she will be teased again.
As they stepped outside, sure enough, Yu Shanshan's car was already parked nearby, waiting for her.
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