Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

There was not a hint of a smile that could be seen on the fine-looking face of his.

And he said that he wasn"t angry. Yeah right.

Mu Xiaoxiao pouted and apologized, "Okay, it"s my fault…"

Actually, it was only a game; the two could talk nicely about it.

Though Yin Shaojie tended to be quite bossy, he would usually accommodate her. And if she would only plead him a little more or b.u.t.ter him up, he would still give in to her in the end.

Yin Shaojie snorted through his nose, and he pinched her face. "Do you really feel that you were at fault?"

Though it was clearly written on her expression: "It"s your fault too. I"m not the only one to blame."

Mu Xiaoxiao pulled a big smile, and she suddenly threw herself at him, hugging his waist.

"I"m sorry. So are we good now?"

Suddenly, there was quarreling on the basketball court.

"Second High is too despicable!" Shangde"s basketball team shouted angrily.

But the people of Second High laughed, acting flippantly as if it wasn"t a big deal.

"That"s to be expected, right? After all, the ball has no eyes. Do you think that I can control where it flies?"

"Exactly, if we could control it, then we would make it fly directly into the basket. What game would there be left to play then, funny!"

"If she were to be hit, then it"s just her bad luck, who are you gonna blame?"

"Ha ha ha ha, exactly!"

The students from Second High had even broke out into laughter shamelessly.

These words angered the people from Shangde. One of them was so angry that he wanted to rush over to hit them, but he was held back by his teammates.

However, Lu Yichen walked over with a somber face.

Right in front of the puzzled audience, his fist swiftly swung toward the man who had just sent the ball flying at Mu Xiaoxiao.

The man fell to the ground from the hit. He even spitted out blood.

The members of the Shangde basketball team were shocked and looked at Lu Yichen incredulously.

No one had expected that he would suddenly hit someone.

Because he is Lu Yichen!

The calmest and most composed Lu Yichen!

Thus, when they saw him walking toward the Second High team, the players did not even think about stopping him because everyone knew that he was the most composed and would not act impulsively.

Little did they expect that the most composed person would actually hit someone impulsively!

Although the players felt that the punch was cathartic, after they recovered from their shock, they still quickly went up to pull back Lu Yichen.

A whistle sounded, and the referee gave Lu Yichen a red card.

Shangde"s players were in a state of disarray as they quickly held the referee in an attempt to appeal for Lu Yichen.

But Lu Yichen shook his head at them. "Forget it."

Obviously, when he struck the other person, he had already imagined things would end up like this.

"Play well. You must win!" Lu Yichen patted the shoulders of the players.

At this moment, suddenly a haughty voice came from the side. "I want to come down and play. Is that okay?"

The crowd looked over to Yin Shaojie in amazement.

NANI?!

Young Master Jie is coming to play basketball?!

Yin Shaojie patted Mu Xiaoxiao"s small head, taking a good look at her stunned expression before he stepped forward and flipped himself over from the railing.

He walked up to Lu Yichen. With an unbridled smile and a serious gaze, he said, "Lend me a jersey."

With that said, he crossed his arms and took off his s.h.i.+rt, revealing his strong chest muscles.

"Ah—"

The girls on the seats shrieked.