Nangong Yang let out an "oh", and only then slowly stood up. She awkwardly came to the living room and met Chu Ge’s mischievous eyes, paused for a moment, and made a ghost face at Chu Ge, which happened to be caught by Huang Puchen.

Huang Puchen glared at her fiercely, sitting there with a sullen face, saying nothing.

Nangong Yang sensibly found a quiet corner and quietly listened to their conversation.

However, as soon as she sat down, they finished speaking.

Jian Chunqiu and Chu Ge stood up. Jian Chunqiu said, "The main reason we came is to deliver this letter, to inform you in advance so you can be on guard and prepared."

Old Master Huangpu looked gratefully at Jian Chunqiu and said, "Thank you, Elder Jian, for remembering us."

Huang Puchen sneered on the side, "Not even sure if it’s true, yet you’re thanking them. Grandpa, what if it’s fake?"

Old Master Huangpu glared at Huang Puchen. What’s wrong with this child today? How can he be so rude!

After Chu Ge and Jian Chunqiu left, Old Master Huangpu unhappily scolded, "Even if it’s fake, so what? They kindly came to warn us, and we should thank them!"

Chairman Zhang comforted on the side, "Dad, don’t be angry with him. The child is troubled by company matters today."

"Hm, troubled? Even so, he shouldn’t bring his mood home!"

Old Master Huangpu snorted, then turned and went inside the house.

At that moment, Nangong Yang cautiously stepped out of the door, "I guess I’ll head back too since it’s getting late."

Huang Puchen stared at her for a while before responding with a "hmm".

Chairman Zhang had already said everything that needed to be said to her, so if she wanted to leave now, she wouldn’t stop her.

However, Nangong Yang felt a little disappointed that Huang Puchen didn’t offer to see her off.

Nangong Yang pressed her lips together and said, "Then I’ll be going now."

...

Leaving the Nangong house, Chu Ge didn’t go directly back with Jian Chunqiu; he told Jian Chunqiu he wanted to walk alone, and since Jian Chunqiu had something else to do, he agreed.

Chu Ge wandered aimlessly on the streets, looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, while memories of his first encounters with Mu Bingtong played in his mind.

He remembered how dramatically Mu Bingtong confessed to him back then.

At the time, his roommate Fang Yang caught her trying to stuff a letter into a bag, "So you’re the one who wrote those three letters, huh? Your writing’s not bad."

Those three letters never made it to Chu Ge’s hands!

"I read them, but I’m not called Chu Ge; I’m called Fang Yang," the boy added, "If they were meant for me, I’d be heartbroken. You got the name wrong, so clearly, it’s not...you know? If they weren’t for me, sorry, they never had the chance to reach their intended recipient since I found them in my bag..."

"Sorry." It was a colossal blunder. Not waiting for him to finish, she dashed out of the basketball hall, seemingly knocking someone over in the process, "Sorry, sorry."

Could it be that God only opened the door for her and didn’t arrange the path correctly? Thinking of the previous scene, she really wanted to find a hole to crawl into. Mu Bingtong, how could you mistake Chu Ge’s bag!

Taking a deep breath! Steady your breathing...

She’s unbeatable, like a cockroach; resilient! What’s a little mistake anyway? Humph, keep writing!

Don’t ask her what gives her such fervor right now? She doesn’t know either, though it was quite embarrassing. Oh well, a trip to the Taekwondo Academy might do some good; she needs to get it out now!!!

The next day, Zhang Ling had been asked out by someone; she wouldn’t say who when asked. The university dormitories had two-person rooms, four-person rooms, six-person rooms, and she chose a two-person room, but now that Zhang Ling left, leaving her alone in the dorm was boring her to death.

Should she check out the basketball court? He might be there, but so would that Fang Yang! Hesitating whether to go, she suddenly looked up to see three bold letters: Basketball Court.

How did she end up here?!

While hesitating to go in, someone approached from behind.

"Little sister, why not go in?" It was Fang Yang, "Oh, it’s you! Quite strong, aren’t you? Last time, you rushed and knocked our Captain Ji quite hard."

Ah? She left in a hurry and only knew she bumped into someone; turns out it was him... Surely not a good impression.

The letter needs an explanation; otherwise, if she wants to mix there in the future, what if he really thinks she has feelings for him? That would be troublesome, "Actually, the letter was..."

"That letter was actually for Chu Ge!"

"You knew?"

"Little sister, you did sign it, you know."

"Then why didn’t you give him the letter?" This person is so strange, knowing who it belonged to and still not handing it over.

"Chu Ge never looks at these things. Do you think I should have given it to him and told him who sent it, or perhaps you could try another way of expressing your admiration?"

Fang Yang put an arm around her shoulder, guiding her into the basketball court.

On reflection, there seemed to be some sense in that.

"But isn’t your gesture somewhat inappropriate?"

Fang Yang gave her a look that implied, where do you see anything womanly!

What on earth, even with short hair, she’s still a girl, a girl!

"’Girl’, want to have a match?" An outright challenge! Plus, why does the word "girl" sound so much like "tomboy"?

"She’s just a ball picker." Better stay low-key; standing out attracts attention, plus she didn’t want anyone stealing her secret viewings of Chu Ge.

"You’re willing to stay a ball picker for four years? Chu Ge doesn’t like girls who aren’t ambitious."

Using Chu Ge to threaten her! Her weakness!

"Fine, let’s do it! How?"

"I’ll give you one hand," Fang Yang said confidently.

"I’d prefer if you gave your all!" She could never stand being underestimated!

After two rounds, they successfully drew everyone’s attention, especially the coach! And, of course, Chu Ge! He even stopped his work to watch; it seemed Fang Yang was right!

Two rounds were tied, then came the crucial one. Her competitiveness made her forget the low-profile principle; now her aura was like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to strike.

"I’m going all out now!" said Fang Yang.

"Just afraid you’ll hold back!"

Definitely couldn’t embarrass herself in front of Chu Ge!! In a match where she gave it her all, as expected, she won.

"Not bad, little sister, being just a ball picker might be a waste for you?"

Fang Yang looked meaningfully at Chu Ge, and Chu Ge glanced at her and smiled? He actually smiled at her, albeit a faint smile, before turning back to his work; this match was well worth it.