Almost instantly, Xue Zhiyi struggled to stand up straight and freed himself from Gu Shichong's arms.
Gu Shichong paused with his hanging hand: for some reason, he felt that Xue Zhiyi strongly rejected him.
When everyone came to their senses, Xue Runing quickly ran over to support her: "Third sister, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Xue Zhiyi responded to her, and then his gaze suddenly turned cold and fell on Zhao Lian.
She swung the hammer and hit the ball towards Zhao Lian. Zhao Lian dodged subconsciously, causing her to fall to the ground in panic.
Zhao Lian was about to explode when she heard Xue Zhiyi say, "Miss Zhao, you've already violated the rules by taking the initiative before it's her turn to hit the ball. According to the rules, this game doesn't need to be played. Miss Zhao has already lost."
"You..." Zhao Lian, feeling guilty, fell to the ground, speechless for a moment. However, since Prince Gong was here, she didn't dare to make a scene.
So Zhao Lian could only endure the unbearable gazes of several people and silently deliver the first attack of the second round.
The second attack was from Huo Wuyou.
He thought for a moment, then hit the ball far towards the socket with a hammer. The wooden ball rolled and stopped outside the socket.
Ge Yuanhui, who was hitting for the third time, could only follow the direction of the ball.
But suddenly, her steps weakened, she squatted down, covered her ankle, and cried out: "My dear cousin, I twisted my ankle."
Facts have proved that even beauties who act pretentiously are pitiful.
As Gu Shichong walked towards her, the others followed.
While everyone's attention was on Ge Yuanhui, Huo Wuyou quietly moved to Xue Zhiyi's side.
Xue Zhiyi just glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, said nothing, and continued to look in the direction of Ge Yuanhui.
It was too abrupt, so Huo Wuyou also looked in that direction, but his eyes and eyebrows unconsciously stayed on Xue Zhiyi. He pursed his lips and whispered, "Xue Zhiyi."
Xue Zhiyi raised his eyes to look at him, but saw that he was still looking into the distance. In a voice that only they could hear, he said, "Don't tell anyone about what happened last time."
What he was talking about was naturally referring to the last time he broke into the Zhao family.
Xue Zhiyi retracted his gaze and sighed softly: "You want me to keep it a secret? Okay."
She raised her chin slightly and looked in Zhao Lian's direction: "Help me vent my anger."
Huo Wuyou was stunned and looked at her again, only to see Xue Zhiyi's serious expression, and he really wanted to deal with Zhao Lian very seriously.
At this moment, she looked like a little girl, not as mature as before.
He laughed for a moment, then raised his brow calmly: "Deal."
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