﻿Jiong Jiong You Yao

After retiring from the National Team, Qi Yue devoted herself to the study of agriculture.
At a certain gathering, someone instigated a challenge, proposing that whoever lost at the shooting game would have to be kissed by Qi Yue.
Seeing Qi Yue in the test fields, carrying a hoe, covered in mud and planting potatoes without any care for her appearance, turned everyone’s faces green with unease.
Everyone scrambled to aim for the bullseye, terrified of being penalized.
The final result was that the male god of University A, Gu Huai, raised his hand and shot a zero.
The second time they met, Gu Huai was being maliciously provoked and overwhelmed at the Fencing Gym.
Qi Yue couldn't stand by and was compelled to intervene.
The third time they met, Gu Huai was homeless on the streets.
Qi Yue spent all her living expenses for three months to help him.
Years later.
Qi Yue looked at the world shooting records certificate, the fencing championship trophy, and the dozen or so real estate certificates, all bearing Gu Huai's name, and fell into deep thought: "......"

The Heartthrob Became My Boyfriend

At the moment Gu Huai's words fell, Qi Yue was slightly taken aback with surprise.


Song Qiuqiu, Su Xiaotang, Jiang Lang, and Ling Feng were all four wearing baffled expressions.


Initially, they still harbored a slim hope, at least they still had a fifty percent chance of winning.


Seeing the four, including Song Qiuqiu, with faces full of despair, Qi Yue asked puzzled, "What's wrong with you guys…?"


Jiang Lang managed a forced laugh, drawing the corners of his mouth, "The four of us placed a bet… Ling Feng and I bet that Gu Huai only had eyes for research and would never fall for you, while your two close girlfriends bet that you only had eyes for Potato and would never fall for Gu Huai!"


Ling Feng said, "And look how it turned out… You two went for a Quadra kill! Jiang Lang, you damned fool! You've done me in! Why the hell did I bet on you winning?!"


Chapter 207: Left with Nothing