Wei yang

She is the Ji family's prospective granddaughter-in-law. But on the day of her engagement, she meets a blindfolded man. 
From then on, she gets unknowingly blindfolded and sent to a mysterious location repeatedly. Finally, she gets pregnant one day. Her mind is thrown into chaos. 
She tries to get the baby aborted at the hospital, but she gets blindfolded again on the surgery table and is sent to him. When she finally sees his face, she becomes even more flustered, “Why is it you?” The man smiles at her gently, “Marry me. All those people who bullied you will now have to respect you." 
Ji Anning: “…” 
One fine day, Ji Anning touches her protruding belly as she asks Mr Ji with a look of dilemma, “Honey, what should the baby call you after it’s born?” 
Mr Ji: “…”

So You Have Loved Me Too

It was a shooting competition, the kind that interested her. Unable to resist, she walked over to find out more.


As a child, she watched so many special forces TV shows and movies. She greatly admired and longed for the profession, especially finding female special forces incredibly cool.


She used to have those children's toy guns at home that could be loaded with bullets. When alone, she loved to play with them, shooting at leaves in trees, and even tried hitting birds, but never succeeded.


She also played with slingshots, and she was particularly good with them.


Moving into the crowd, Ji Anning saw a large event notice board with the game rules written on it.


Fruit Shooting Contest, ranked by the number of targets hit within a time limit of one and a half minutes.


'First prize: 500 RMB food voucher from the shopping mall.'


'Second prize: A pair of 'Love in the Mist' couple mugs.'


'Third prize: Movie ticket voucher worth 30 RMB.'


Anning didn't pay attention to the other prizes, her eyes just caught the 500 RMB food voucher. That meant five hundred bucks, right?


Her eyes lit up, and without hesitation, she approached the staff member next to the big boy who was currently competing, "Where do I sign up? I want to participate."


The staff member smiled at her and said, "The event is ending in three minutes. This person still has a minute left, and by the time he's done, it will be almost over."


Anning observed the current competitor, skillfully overcoming each challenge and hitting even the smallest green apples. It looked like he would use all his game time. By the time his turn was over, only two minutes would remain, and she would certainly have no time left.


With that in mind, her lips turned down in disappointment.


While Anning was pondering, the competitor fired another shot, drawing her attention back to him.


This time his target was a small tomato, and he missed.


Before she could feel secretly pleased, the staff member said to her with a smile, "Miss, there are two and a half minutes left. If you want to give it a try, fill in your details over there—name and phone number."


"Okay." Anning didn't hesitate, nodded, went straight to the notebook, and filled in her details in just two or three seconds.


Then she stood in front of the gaming machine, gripping a replica M200 sniper rifle, feeling a bit excited.


The pseudo-distance to the prey was one hundred meters—that is, those fruits on the machine's display screen—like they were a hundred meters away from her in reality.


Everything was simulated. The aim could bring distances closer, but targets like small tomatoes and green apples still presented a high level of difficulty.


"Does this girl even know how to shoot?"


"Whether she does or doesn't, there are only a few minutes left, she definitely can't beat the one before."


The onlooking crowd felt the outcome was already decided.


Anning started shooting quickly, but the fruits got smaller as she progressed.


The time she spent aiming grew longer and longer.


Time went by, second by second. The challenge grew harder, and to win, she needed to hit eleven targets in the remaining forty minutes. She felt there was hardly any chance.


Chapter 60 Reluctant Cohabitation (Part 6)