Although Mr. Mo tried his best, there were too many people dragging him down, and he lost the game by one point.

[Haha, if I were CEO Mo, I'd get angry. It just goes to show how good-tempered and emotionally stable CEO Mo is.]

[Battle statistics show Xie Tingsi accidentally injured Yan Qing four times, and Yan Qing accidentally injured Xie Tingsi six times. The score isn't even yet?]

[I feel like the viewers in the live chat are just enjoying the drama, but I also want to see them fight.]

Yan Qing squatted on the ground, drawing circles in frustration. Xie Tingsi could only squat down with him because of the rope.

Yu Qiuchi turned around and saw two sad roses. He went over and rubbed both of their heads like he was rubbing a dog's head: "What's wrong?"

Yan Qing looked up, appearing somewhat pitiful, as if she had already reflected on her actions: "Qiu Chi, have I been a burden to you...?"

"It's okay, I don't play badminton either," Yu Qiuchi comforted her.

“But… Xie Tingsi and I don’t care about crossdressing, but in the end we’ll drag you down with us…” Yan Qing was still in low spirits. Xie Tingsi, who was squatting next to him, was unintentionally hurt. He looked at Yan Qing in disbelief, thinking that this person was a traitor.

What do you mean he doesn't care? He has his pride too! And who said Yan Qing is simple-minded? Look at him now, he's full of scheming, even pretending to be pitiful to gain Yu Qiuchi's sympathy!

"It's just women's clothing, what's the big deal? As long as I, Master Chi, am not embarrassed, it's others who will be embarrassed: 'It's okay, it's just women's clothing, everyone has a first time! Besides, your Master Chi is absolutely stunning in women's clothing, everyone loves him, okay!'"

Mo Weiyun immediately saw through Yan Qing's act of feigning helplessness. Ignoring Yu Qiuchi's objections, she pulled him away from the two mushrooms.

At noon, the sunlight was so bright that I couldn't open my eyes when I looked up.

Yu Qiuchi sat with Mo Weiyun on a recliner under a maple tree, holding Mo Weiyun's coat in his arms as he watched him drink water.

"Slow down, don't drink water right after strenuous exercise!" Yu Qiuchi took out a tissue from Mo Weiyun's coat and handed it to him.

"I'm sorry, I lost..." Mo Weiyun's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyelashes trembled gently, and his hand gripping the cup tightened slowly, causing the surrounding atmosphere to gradually become more subdued.

Yu Qiuchi admitted he panicked. Mo Weiyun, such a proud person, had actually admitted defeat; he was flustered. In the end, he simply patted Mo Weiyun's hand: "It's alright, you did your best!"

To everyone's surprise, Mo Weiyun said with a hint of grievance, "But why did you only touch me just now, Liao Liao..."

He couldn't think of a name for a moment and got stuck, so he just left it at that. Sometimes, being a little vague is what leaves room for imagination.

Yu Qiuchi understood. Mo Weiyun felt uncomfortable because those who contributed did not receive any comfort, while those who dragged the team down did.

When did his brother become so childish? He coaxed him, "A domineering CEO patting someone's head will make him lose his authority, and you can't pat a man's head!"

"It's alright, it's all settled." Mo Weiyun lowered his head, took Yu Qiuchi's hand and placed it on the top of his head, as if he wanted to burrow into Yu Qiuchi's arms.

Yu Qiuchi stiffened at first, but quickly recovered and finally placed her hand on the red hair to ruffle it. Mo Weiyun's hair wasn't as soft as hers; it felt a bit stiff, but Yu Qiuchi inexplicably found it very pleasant to the touch.

Mo Weiyun secretly watched Tang Ke and Song Yaozhuo walking this way, and slowly tightened her arms, wrapping her arms around Yu Qiuchi's waist.

[Wow, I think Mo is the one who's hiding his true identity the most?]

[Tea Master is online today.]

[What a fine green tea.]

[Yan Qing and Xie Tingsi: Yes, yes, we're not men, we're sunny big boys.]

"Mr. Mo, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Tang Ke approached, his face showing concern. "Mr. Mo is so tall, he must be quite heavy. Why is he pressing down on Qiu Chi..."

"It's nothing, he's just in a bad mood because he wants to wear women's clothes." Yu Qiuchi couldn't say that he was in a bad mood because of Xie Tingsi and Yan Qing, so he changed the source, since it was all because he was in a bad mood anyway.

He changed the subject, asking, "Tang Ke, Yu Ge, have you chosen your clothes yet?"

Tang Ke instantly smiled and snapped his fingers: "Don't worry, it's beautiful!"

"Let's go have lunch first!" Song Yaozhuo changed the subject when he saw that Yu Qiuchi's smile was about to crumble.

"By the way, what's the deal with these meal tickets?" Yu Qiuchi suddenly remembered those meal tickets.

"I just asked, and the director said it's related to the next event." Jiang Chenzhou held an orange in his hand and handed it to Yu Qiuchi: "Have some vitamins."

"Where did it come from?" Yu Qiuchi asked, taking the orange with a surprised look on her face.

"The production team robbed it." Perhaps because he's been spending so much time with them, Zhou Shen has started telling jokes now.

Yu Qiuchi placed the orange peel in Mo Weiyun's hand, then counted the segments and divided it into four equal portions, giving one portion each to Tang Ke, Song Yaozhuo, and Jiang Chenzhou, giving off a kindergarten teacher vibe.

Mo Weiyun's eyes held a hint of resentment. Why was everyone else's orange segmented, while his was just orange peel?

Yu Qiuchi stuffed the extra petal into Mo Weiyun's mouth, stopping him from saying what he was about to say: "Is it sweet?"

It was so sour, so sour it hurt my teeth, but since Liao Liao fed it to me, I had to say it was sweet, so he said expressionlessly, "It's very sweet."

I received three looks: one of shock, then of suspicion, and then of "How could you be so scheming?"

Yu Qiuchi believed it without a doubt. He ate a piece, and the sourness made him numb. His mouth kept drooling. He looked up and glanced at the four expressionless people: "How could you do this!"

The three innocent bystanders looked at Mo Weiyun with reproach, while President Mo lowered his head, took out his phone, and pretended to be very busy.

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