After the badminton competition ended, Hu Jianjun called for everyone to rest in the cafe. The girls moved their muscles and bones a few times, but the young men were paralyzed the whole time. It was effortless.
They rested for a bit in the cafe. Before Xiao Zheng finished his cup of coffee. A group of well-dressed young masters rushed in from outside the door.
Their average age was four or five years older than Hu Jianjun's group. There were fewer twenty-three or twenty-four years old. Most of them were twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. A few of them were almost thirty.
There were more than ten of them. In terms of formation, it was much more intimidating than Hu Jianjun's group.
Hu Jianjun's group had more women, while the group at the door was mostly men. The three women were also older. Apart from the most eye-catching and attractive color in the crowd.
It was a girl wearing casual clothes. Her black hair was tied into a ponytail. She wore a pair of white canvas shoes. It was easy to think of one's first love.
She was pure and exuded the smell of youth.
Han Keren was more beautiful than Xiao Zheng had expected. Her expression and temperament overlapped with Blue Heart's. But the arrogance in her bones was something that Blue Heart didn't have. Of course, this was also because of her environment. She had been pampered and protected since she was young. After she grew up, she was also worshipped as a goddess by a group of rich young masters. In addition, her family background was not to be underestimated.
If she didn't have a bit of arrogance, it would be strange if she didn't.
Han Keren was twenty-two years old this year. After graduating from Beijing University, she was directly accepted by the Pearl Academy. She was known as the number one talented girl in this circle. In addition, her family background was illustrious, and her physical conditions were outstanding. She became a hot topic in the circle of rich young masters.
In the end, with the social circle of these rich young masters, it wasn't hard to find someone prettier than Han Keren. It wasn't hard to find someone with a better figure and a better temperament than her. And if they wanted to find a top student, the top universities in Hua Xia had an ocean of them. Even her so-called family background, just as Hu Jianjun said, was only passable.
But when all the advantages were gathered on one girl, it was incredible.
Of course, half of it was hard power, and the other half was relying on people to support her. By following the trend.
Everyone had their eyes on this goddess of the circle. Everyone was proud to have Han Keren. Naturally, this kind of atmosphere was formed.
Hu Jianjun should be one of them.
Xiao Zheng glanced at Yuchi Gong and the others, then his gaze fell on the coffee cup. Hu Jianjun, on the other hand, let out a muffled groan. It was obvious that he had a deep grudge against this group of people.
Yuchi Gong was a very cool looking youth. He looked to be in his late twenties. He was wearing a black suit. His figure was slender and muscular. He should be a sports enthusiast. The quality of his companions was obviously higher than Hu Jianjun's group. They came with ill intentions and were surrounded by powerful enemies.
Ever since Han Keren had appeared, Hu Jianjun's line of sight had stayed on her for most of the time.
She was about 1.65 meters tall, with fair skin and a graceful oval face. Her eyes were clear and pure. More or less, he was still young and inexperienced. It was indeed somewhat pitiful.
No wonder Hu Jianjun was bewitched.
But then again, Han Keren was considered the youngest among the Yuchi Palace's people. But he was still four years older than Hu Jianjun.
This brat was fighting for a woman's affections. Or did he really want to take Han Keren back as his wife?
If it was the latter, then this kid had guts.
And the last question was …
Han Keren was clearly close to Yuchi Gong's group. If Hu Jianjun rushed up like this, the risk of being slapped in the face was very high. No wonder he'd been pulled in. He reckoned he didn't have much confidence.
"Yuchi Gong. Do you have a entourage everywhere you go? " Hu Jianjun stuck his left hand in his pocket, his right hand holding a coffee cup as he stood up, a sloppy smile on his face. He looked fairly polite. But his words were barbed and very impolite.
Xiao Zheng snickered in his heart. Do you really think you're acting cool like this? You've watched too many moronic movies, haven't you?
Given Han Keren's status, how could she like a show-off, sloppy member of the opposite sex? Steadiness was the most important factor, right?
Yuchi Gong's group approached the coffee shop and sat down at three tables. Han Keren very calmly sat at Yuchi Gong's table. Seeing this, Hu Jianjun ground his teeth. Blue veins popped out.
"Jianjun, you asked me and Keren to come over today. Not to listen to your sarcastic remarks, right? "Yuchi Gong had ample self-restraint. At least the quality he presented to others was several levels higher than Hu Jianjun's. His casual attitude was full of the air of an expert.
Worthy of being the son of a steward, worthy of being the leader sheep.
Hu Jianjun wasn't bad overall, but his youthful nature was still very heavy. He lacked that steadiness and foundation.
"Nonsense." Hu Jianjun curled his lips. "You think I'm as idle as you?"
"What have you been doing in the last month?" Yuchi Gong countered.
"— —"
Hu Jianjun almost cursed.
This motherf * cker really wasn't a good thing. Touching a sore spot!
Sitting to the side, Han Keren furrowed her pretty brows and said quietly, "Jianjun, don't pester endlessly."
She was older than Hu Jianjun by four years and spoke with the air of a big sister. Hearing this, the latter's arrogance weakened quite a bit. He immediately changed the subject and brought it back to business. "Yuchi Gong, you knew what you were going to do today before coming, right? I won't waste words. "
Pausing, Hu Jianjun put down his coffee cup and narrowed his eyes. "Compound bow combat or real combat?"
"Real combat takes too much time." Yuchi Gong shook his head and swept his gaze over the group of yin and yang companions behind Hu Jianjun. He pursed his lips. "Compound bow. I don't bully people. We'll play three rounds. As long as you can win one round, I, Yuchi Gong, will lose. How about it? "
Hu Jianjun was just about to let loose a torrent of curses. But sweeping his gaze over the elite troops behind Yuchi Gong, he didn't let his momentary anger show. He pursed his lips. "You said it. Don't act shamelessly when you lose. "
"You'd better restrain your habit of acting shamelessly." Yuchi Gong laughed.
The group of playboys behind him were also amused. They wanted to laugh but were hindered by Hu Jianjun's terrifying background and barely managed to hold it in.
The group of people went majestically to the shooting scene. Xiao Zheng found that the scene in front of him was completely different from what he'd expected.
Walking to the side, Li Xue saw the slight discomfort on Xiao Zheng's face and softly explained, "Xiao Hu and the others got tired of target shooting, so they made small suction cups on the arrowheads. It's very safe. Even if it hits the skin, it'll just leave a red mark. "
Li Xue had heard of the terrifying events at the concert but didn't care too much. She didn't even know that Xiao Zheng was one of the opponents. Seeing Xiao Zheng's strange expression, she thought he was worried about getting hurt. Only then did she explain.
A business tycoon like Xiao Zheng was worth far more than a ministerial-level big shot without much room for advancement. At least that was the case for Li Xue. It wasn't hard for her to make friends with a few ministerial-level and vice-ministerial big shots with her family connections, but a business tycoon like Lin Laoyao and Xiao Zheng might not be able to create an opportunity to be alone.
It wasn't easy for a business tycoon to make friends with a political tycoon. It wasn't as easy for a politician to pull strings with a business tycoon. Without enough capital, they could at most have a nodding acquaintance. It was very difficult to communicate deeply.
Li Xue was the son of a butler, so she still had keen senses. She knew that making friends with Xiao Zheng would only bring harm and no benefit.
"Who's up for the first round?"
Yuchi Gong had the attitude of controlling the whole situation, coldly sweeping his eyes over the audience. His arrogance was extremely strong.
Hu Jianjun couldn't help but pick up his composite bow and ten processed arrows and walk into the field. He clamored, "See if I don't shoot you to death today!"
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