Upon hearing Hao Jin’s protective attitude towards Jing Jihan, Lin Xu sneered, "Alright, see you in the afternoon."
Finishing his words, Lin Xu rolled up his sleeves and headed out. As he passed by Jing Jihan and Hao Jin, he glanced at Hao Jin, with a bit of disdain, as if doubting that Hao Jin could really carry Jing Jihan, who rely flaunts his power but doesn’t even grasp ball sports, to victory against him.
Hao Jin couldn’t be bothered with him, and turned back to speak to Jing Jihan, but Jing Jihan opened the fridge again, casually took out a bottle of ice water, and tossed it to Hao Jin.
Hao Jin instinctively raised his hand to catch it and looked at him, "?"
"It’s hot," Jing Jihan tossed him a cool reply and turned to help Liu Guochun organize the dishes on the cabinet, as if the one claiming to have his back wasn’t Hao Jin a mont ago.
Hao Jin opened the bottle to drink a mouthful and headed out. Only after walking a few steps did he suddenly understand what Mr. Jing ant.
Was this a hint to calm down, no need to act childishly and impulsively like Lin Xu?
So, he thought he was showing off in front of Mr. Jing, only to be seen as a little brat in Mr. Jing’s eyes?
Feeling a bit uneasy, Hao Jin glanced down at his biceps, assured himself he was indeed a big guy, then raised an eyebrow and walked out of the kitchen with the bottle of ice water.
Inside, Liu Guochun laughed while organizing the cabinet, saying, "Young folks are full of energy, Jing, if it doesn’t work out in the afternoon, let those four split into two teams, we can go fishing."
Jing Jihan casually handed a plate to Liu Guochun, his face not showing any particular interest in the activity, but seed largely uninterested.
"If the rules allow us to change the place and go fishing, I’d be glad to join."
Liu Guochun laughed, "There’s nothing about accompanying, I think these lads just don’t have as many skills as Mr. Jing. Guys, when young, can’t control their competitive nature whether standing in any position; they’ll find ways to show off their ball skills in front of you. If we rewind thirty years, I’d probably share their temperant."
At this, Liu Guochun asked him again, "Is it that you truly don’t know how, or just reluctant to join their antics?"
Jing Jihan casually took off the disposable plastic apron in front of him, which Luo Fang had tied for him earlier to prevent water from splashing on him.
"Never had much ti for those pointless clubs during school," he said peacefully, calmly continuing, "Though with so shooting and ball gas, I’ve had so exposure."
Liu Guochun’s eyes glead at that mont, "Yes, it’s ntioned you’ve been top of your ga in shooting within the business circle, but it seems few have seen..."
Jing Jihan smiled faintly, "If Guochun wants to try soti, after the recording, we can find a venue to practice so rounds."
"Oh, that sounds wonderful!" Liu Guochun was delighted, his crow’s feet wrinkling with joy.
When they went out, the director had already explained the rules again.
Lin Xu and Hao Jin requested the male guests to be redistributed, not following the groupings of the female guests. In simple terms, Hao Jin wanted to team up with Jing Jihan, since he had already boasted and had to step up.
Jing Jihan remained indifferent and did not express any opinions, even though the director occasionally glanced his way, uncertain if Mr. Jing truly couldn’t play basketball, but could not discern anything, thus resorted to reallocating the teams with a lottery.
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