﻿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

"Later, as I grew up a bit, and I really couldn't stand it anymore, I made up my mind that I had to speak clearly with you. I didn't want to continue shooting anymore..."


Qi Zhen said this, looking at Qi Yue with an almost desperate gaze, "But just at that moment... you came back... Qi Yue... you returned... just at that time..."


Qi Zhen muttered distractedly, "I've never seen such brightness in Dad's eyes; Dad, do you know? You never looked at me that way..."


During that time, you seemed to walk with a breeze, constantly praising Qi Yue, always talking about how outstanding Qi Yue was, how talented she was...


You only told me to learn from Qi Yue, saying that under those conditions, she could still shoot so well; I had such good conditions yet didn't appreciate them...


It was always like this... always like this... every time it was the same... It seemed as though if I gave up shooting, I would lose all my significance, you would abandon me...


Chapter 269 Favoritism