Chapter 114
National School Prince Is A Girl
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Fu Jiu was stunned, and she looked at the other manâs face, which was very close to her. She curled her lips up into a smile. âItâs not too bad, it just hurts a little.â
The receptionist standing to the side wondered how exactly was Young Master Qin treating Fu Jiu like his little brother. He clearly took him to be a porcelain doll.
Young Master Qin had played harder than usual earlier, but he had never seen him icing anyoneâs forehead before...
Qin Moâs long fingers tightened, and he sounded indifferent. âIf you flirt again, I will hit harder.â He touched the young manâs chin as he was speaking. His fingertip pressed on it lightly, âTurn your face, donât look outside the court.â
Fu Jiu didnât feel like there was anything strange about what was happening. She lifted her head and let Qin Mo ice her forehead for about a minute.
Xue Yaoyao moved unconsciously while playing games. She completely felt like a third wheel.
She thought that sheâd better stop peeking at the court, so she tried to lower the presence of her existence.
After icing Fu Jiuâs forehead, Qin Mo restarted the game and hit the ball much more lightly.
Fu Jiu looked even more handsome than she usually did, especially when she was continuously running back and forth on the court. Her impressive jumping ability matched her face; both were so youthful that it made people jealous.
The two of them were both good players, especially Qin Mo. He just stood there, moved around in circles without being noticed, and swung his racket casually. His amazing skills matched his perfect figure and attracted rounds and rounds of applause.
âThis is at the professional level, right? Who are the people playing?â
âYou donât know him? Youâve heard of the Qin family, right?â
âStop wasting words, Iâm not asking about Young Master Qin. Iâm asking about that young man whoâs playing against him!â
âNo idea. Probably some young master from the military compound?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
This was a big court. It was also very private, especially since Qin Mo was a VIP.
When those people were looking, they only looked at the bodies, not the looks.
âSigh, Young Master Fu, come take a look. Can you see clearly?â
Fu Ximing was quite short, and those guys who were doing business with his father couldnât even see the figures clearly, let alone him. He played with his racket and said, âI saw Young Master Qin a couple of times. There were only a few from the military compound who followed him around. There shouldnât be anyone else, so thereâs no need to guess the other partyâs identity.â
Those people laughed when they heard that, and they said flatteringly, âItâs true that I havenât seen Young Master Qin in real life. Young Master Fu is really great.â
âItâs nothing.â Fu Ximing raised his chin slightly in a quite arrogant manner.
Fu Zhongyi was very happy to hear his son being praised. âMy son doesnât usually talk much. In fact, heâs amazing at playing games. Young Master Qin plays games too, so thatâs how they got to know each other.â
âIf so, then can we go say hi?â The gears in those peopleâs minds started to run after hearing that.
Fu Ximing frowned. âYoung Master Qin doesnât like to be disturbed when heâs playing. Letâs do it another time.â
âAnother time...â Their tone was obviously disappointed, but there was still hope at least. âThen I shall count on Young Master Fuâs recommendation.â
Fu Ximing harrumphed and looked in that direction again.
In fact, he was wondering whether he should wait until there was no one left to go and talk to Young Master Qin.
In fact, he came here to play tennis because he heard that Young Master Qin came here often to exercise.
He did get to see Young Master Qin a couple of times before, but only at the gate. He never even got the chance to speak to him.
This time, he needed to at least try...