. . .

"A month's supply of yogurt, milk tea, and potato chips!"

s.h.i.+ Yao's voice echoed through the broadcast and reached Lin Jiage's ears .

After Lin Jiage heard those words, only then did he finally believe that the young lady who had emerged as the champion of the 10km marathon and broke its record was really Soft Bun, the same Soft Bun with those slender arms and legs! 

So, this is a face slap towards all of my previous a.s.sumptions about her?

She didn't need an ambulance at all, let alone me carrying her away from the race track . . .

The little fiancée my grandfather shoved me with turned out not to be a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t but a low-key long-distance running 'expert'?

First, the storm on the forums . Second, the physical education lesson . And now, the Sports Meet . . . So far, she had already given him three ma.s.sive surprises .

Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou were equally astonished by the outcome .

Lu Benlai: "Boss, Little Junior clinched the champion seat!"

Xia Shangzhou: "She not only took first place, she even did a split after running 10km!"

Lu Benlai: "666666666666!"

Xia Shangzhou saw that Lin Jiage was still standing calmly by the side with no visible changes in his expression, so he repeated what Lu Benlai just said, "Boss, Little Junior clinched the champion seat!"

Lin Jiage nodded . "I saw it . "

Xia Shangzhou: "Then why aren't you happy? You saw how exciting Little Junior's compet.i.tion was too! It was almost as exciting and hot-blooded as an NBA match!"

Where does this rascal see that I'm unhappy? I'm so excited I can soar into the heavens . . .

Not only that, I'm also shocked, surprised, agitated, proud, and delighted . . .

Lin Jiage was just about to tell Xia Shangzhou that he was happy too, but just as the words were on the tip of his tongue, he suddenly realized that such a response was the same as telling Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou that he didn't really know Soft Bun either .

Thus, after two seconds of silence, Lin Jiage shot Xia Shangzhou a sideways glance, and with an expression suggesting that he'd known everything all along, he replied, "Isn't that a given? Is it necessary to make such a huge fuss out of this?"

Xia Shangzhou was choked speechless for a moment before reb.u.t.ting, "Boss, if you knew that Little Junior would win, why did you say that it's impossible for her to partic.i.p.ate in the marathon?"

Ah . . . Your name is Xia Shangzhou, right? I'll remember it!

Lin Jiage lowered his gaze slightly to conceal the look in his eyes . After a few seconds of silence, he looked at Xia Shangzhou once more, and with an incredibly haughty tone, he replied, "This is because I a.s.sumed that she wouldn't lower herself to compete with these people . "

After throwing out those words, Lin Jiage turned around to go back to his previous seat, leaving behind a bewildered Xia Shangzhou, who was scratching his head in confusion .

That's not right . The person good at running is Little Junior, so what's with Boss's 'I am the indomitable conqueror' expression?

Lin Jiage barely took two steps up the spectator stand when he heard someone pa.s.sing by him ask, "Where's s.h.i.+ Yao? What does she want to drink? Mai Dong? Alright, I'll buy some right now and pa.s.s them to her…"

s.h.i.+ Yao . . . Lin Jiage heard the two words clearly . He halted his footsteps and tilted his head to take a look .

It was Han Jing .

He was currently in the middle of hanging up his phone .

That conversation Han Jing just had, was he asking about s.h.i.+ Yao? So, he didn't call s.h.i.+ Yao but one of her roommates?

Mai Dong . . . He wants to buy some Mai Dong for s.h.i.+ Yao?

Lin Jiage stood still for two seconds before turning around, heading in the same direction as Han Jing .

His abrupt turn left Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou baffled .

"Boss, where are you going?"

"Boss?"

But Lin Jiage ignored them . His footsteps grew faster and faster, and it didn't take long before he overtook Han Jing . Soon, his figure vanished from the stadium . Mai Dong, literally translated as Pulsating Vein, is a bottled energy drink in China .

. A months supply of yogurt, milk tea, and potato chips! s.h.i.+ Yaos voice echoed through the broadcast and reached Lin Jiages ears . After Lin Jiage heard those words, only then did he finally believe that the young lady who had emerged as the champion of the 10km marathon and broke its record was really Soft Bun, the same Soft Bun with those slender arms and legs!  So, this is a face slap towards all of my previous a.s.sumptions about her? She didnt need an ambulance at all, let alone me carrying her away from the race track . The little fiancée my grandfather shoved me with turned out not to be a m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t but a low-key long-distance running expert? First, the storm on the forums . Second, the physical education lesson . And now, the Sports Meet . So far, she had already given him three ma.s.sive surprises . Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou were equally astonished by the outcome . Lu Benlai: Boss, Little Junior clinched the champion seat! Xia Shangzhou: She not only took first place, she even did a split after running 10km! Lu Benlai: 666666666666! Xia Shangzhou saw that Lin Jiage was still standing calmly by the side with no visible changes in his expression, so he repeated what Lu Benlai just said, Boss, Little Junior clinched the champion seat! Lin Jiage nodded . I saw it . Xia Shangzhou: Then why arent you happy? You saw how exciting Little Juniors compet.i.tion was too! It was almost as exciting and hot-blooded as an NBA match! Where does this rascal see that Im unhappy? Im so excited I can soar into the heavens . Not only that, Im also shocked, surprised, agitated, proud, and delighted . Lin Jiage was just about to tell Xia Shangzhou that he was happy too, but just as the words were on the tip of his tongue, he suddenly realized that such a response was the same as telling Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou that he didnt really know Soft Bun either . Thus, after two seconds of silence, Lin Jiage shot Xia Shangzhou a sideways glance, and with an expression suggesting that hed known everything all along, he replied, Isnt that a given? Is it necessary to make such a huge fuss out of this? Xia Shangzhou was choked speechless for a moment before reb.u.t.ting, Boss, if you knew that Little Junior would win, why did you say that its impossible for her to partic.i.p.ate in the marathon? Ah . Your name is Xia Shangzhou, right? Ill remember it! Lin Jiage lowered his gaze slightly to conceal the look in his eyes . After a few seconds of silence, he looked at Xia Shangzhou once more, and with an incredibly haughty tone, he replied, This is because I a.s.sumed that she wouldnt lower herself to compete with these people . After throwing out those words, Lin Jiage turned around to go back to his previous seat, leaving behind a bewildered Xia Shangzhou, who was scratching his head in confusion Thats not right . The person good at running is Little Junior, so whats with Bosss I am the indomitable conqueror expression? Lin Jiage barely took two steps up the spectator stand when he heard someone pa.s.sing by him ask, Wheres s.h.i.+ Yao? What does she want to drink? Mai Dong? Alright, Ill buy some right now and pa.s.s them to her… s.h.i.+ Yao . Lin Jiage heard the two words clearly . He halted his footsteps and tilted his head to take a look . It was Han Jing . He was currently in the middle of hanging up his phone . That conversation Han Jing just had, was he asking about s.h.i.+ Yao? So, he didnt call s.h.i.+ Yao but one of her roommates? Mai Dong . He wants to buy some Mai Dong for s.h.i.+ Yao? Lin Jiage stood still for two seconds before turning around, heading in the same direction as Han Jing . His abrupt turn left Lu Benlai and Xia Shangzhou baffled . Boss, where are you going? Boss? But Lin Jiage ignored them . His footsteps grew faster and faster, and it didnt take long before he overtook Han Jing . Soon, his figure vanished from the stadium . Mai Dong, literally translated as Pulsating Vein, is a bottled energy drink in China .