"Then you stay here and wait patiently, I'll be done soon."

"good."

After Lu Ziyin finished speaking, she went to warm up with Lin Changmao and the others.

The warm-up time ended quickly, and with the referee's whistle, the basketball game officially began.

Ding Kemeng didn't quite understand these things either. Since there was still plenty of time, she took out her homework and prepared to write down a few questions, while also giving Lu Ziyin some new questions.

Several girls from No. 3 Middle School sat behind Ding Kemeng. They had been wondering about the relationship between her and Lu Ziyin. Now that Lu Ziyin had left, some of them couldn't hold back and went straight to Ding Kemeng's side to sit down.

"Hey, what's your name?" a girl asked Ding Kemeng.

Ding Kemeng's train of thought was interrupted, and she looked up in confusion, "Is something wrong?"

"I'm asking you a question, what's your name!" The girl's expression was not very friendly.

Ding Kemeng frowned and looked the girl in front of her up and down. Her clothes weren't from Xiushui, so she must be from the No. 3 Middle School support group: "My name is Ding Kemeng."

"Ding Kemeng?" The girl quickly recalled the prominent Ding families in City B, but realized that there didn't seem to be any families with the surname Ding.

"What's your relationship with Lu Ziyin? Are you two dating? Tell me!" The girl had already concluded that Ding Kemeng wasn't some rich girl, so the only bit of respect she had for Ding Kemeng disappeared.

"What is my relationship with Lu Ziyin? Why should I tell you?" Ding Kemeng noticed the girl's disdain for her, her expression turned cold, and she replied indifferently.

"What kind of attitude is this? What's wrong with me asking you a question!" The girl was angered by Ding Kemeng's attitude and immediately snapped.

Ding Kemeng had no desire to pay attention to the girl anymore. She sighed, stood up, found a new seat, and continued working on her problems.

I thought that by giving her the cold shoulder, the girl would be more self-aware and stop bothering me, but I didn't expect her to be so persistent.

Seeing that Ding Kemeng ignored her, she became angry and followed Ding Kemeng to her side, reaching out to push her.

Ding Kemeng was not paying attention while doing her homework when she was accidentally pushed by a girl and fell to the ground.

Lu Ziyin was playing ball and was thinking of taking a look at the little girl when, in the blink of an eye, his little girl was pushed to the ground by another girl!

Enraged, Lu Ziyin squeezed the basketball in her hand until it was slightly flattened! Without even looking at her teammates behind her, she casually tossed the basketball to someone, then stepped off the court and headed straight for the stands.

Lin Changmao and the others were stunned. "Brother Lu, where are you going!"

This is a competition!

The girl stood with her hands on her hips, looking at Ding Kemeng with a smug expression, and said, "I'm only talking to you out of respect, what are you so arrogant about!"

When Ding Kemeng was pushed down by the girl, her foot tripped over Lu Ziyin's clothes, causing her knee to hit the seat directly, scraping her skin and causing it to bleed.

Seeing that Ding Kemeng was keeping her head down and not saying anything, the girl thought she was scared and became even more arrogant, "Apologize to me right now, and I'll consider forgiving you if you apologize to me!"

"Apologize to your sister!" Lu Ziyin was furious. She strode into the audience and shoved the girl aside. "Who do you think you are? You don't deserve my adorable baby apologizing to you!"

The girl couldn't withstand Lu Ziyin's strength. She felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, saw a figure flash before her eyes, and before she knew it, she had fallen to the ground.

Lu Ziyin ignored the girl and hurriedly reached out to pick up Ding Kemeng.

"Sweetie, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere? Does it hurt? Do you need to go to the infirmary?"

Ding Kemeng remained silent, and Lu Ziyin, who was holding Ding Kemeng, was getting increasingly anxious!

With a slight stinging sensation in her knees, Ding Kemeng looked up, smiled at Lu Ziyin, gently pushed his hand away, and slowly walked in front of the girl.

“Mengbao…” Lu Ziyin was a little flustered.

"Apologize, apologize and I'll forgive you."

With delicate features and beautiful eyes, Ding Kemeng showed no anger whatsoever, yet the girl sensed a hint of coldness in her eyes.

"I……"

"Apologize!" Ding Kemeng didn't want to listen to the girl's nonsense and interrupted her coldly: "I'll say it one last time, apologize!"

"Waaah—I'm so sorry..." The girl was startled by Ding Kemeng, and when she saw Lu Ziyin's eyes, and all sorts of comments arose around her, she couldn't bear it and burst into tears.

The girl's cries were loud and echoed throughout the basketball court.

Everyone stopped watching the game and turned to look at Ding Kemeng and the others. The chatter grew louder, and several girls even took out their phones to take pictures of Ding Kemeng.

Lu Ziyin was about to lash out when Ding Kemeng stopped him, shook her head, packed her things, and prepared to leave the basketball court.

Seeing this, the crying girl felt even more aggrieved and cried out, "Why should I apologize to you? I fell too! Besides, I just asked what your relationship with Lu Ziyin was, is it really necessary for you to be like this!"

Ding Kemeng stopped and turned around, her smile completely gone. "What does my relationship with Lu Ziyin have to do with you? Who are you to me, and who are you to him?"

"I..." The girl was rendered speechless by Ding Kemeng's words.

"Since there's no connection, what right do you have to interfere in my affairs!"

Ding Kemeng really hates these people. They always act so self-righteous and come to her for no reason to interrogate her!

Lin Changmao and the others stopped playing and came over. "Sister Meng, are you alright?" Ding Kemeng's knee was scraped, and some blood was seeping out, changing the color of her pants.

Ding Kemeng looked at Lin Changmao, her tone somewhat apologetic: "I'm sorry, Da Mao, I disturbed your game."

"It's okay, Meng-jie. Do you want Brother Lu to take you to the infirmary to get it treated first? The wound is so big, we don't want it to get infected."

Looking at the wound on Ding Kemeng's knee, Lu Ziyin's eyes were filled with worry. "Mengbao, shall I take you to the infirmary first?"

The wound did hurt, but Ding Kemeng didn't complain and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Ding Kemeng had agreed, Lu Ziyin didn't dawdle. He greeted Lin Changmao and the others, bent down, and carried Ding Kemeng on his back.

Ding Kemeng was startled when Lu Ziyin suddenly picked her up. She wanted to get down, but was afraid of falling, so she clung tightly to Lu Ziyin's neck and cried out, "Lu Ziyin, put me down, I can walk by myself!"

"Sweetie, stop fooling around! Your leg is injured, how are you going to walk?" Lu Ziyin smiled and said, "It's not far, I'll carry you there faster!"

“Yes, Sister Meng. Your leg is injured, so you shouldn’t walk. Brother Lu will carry you, quick!” Lin Changmao said, his face crinkling with laughter.

Lu Ziyin patted Ding Kemeng's bottom and said gently with a smile, "Cute baby, be good, hold me tighter!"