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“But Young Master Lu is very caring towards her, right?” Thinking about it, Gu Mingsheng glanced at Old Zhang, who was sitting awkwardly.

Old Zhang silently played with the dice and said concisely, “Yes.”

“Okay, but…” A man tilted his head and glanced at Tong Yan, who was playing darts alone. “What happens if the rivals in love meet each other?” he whispered.

She had come without Lu Zhaoying’s invitation.

Gu Mingsheng thought to himself that Tong Yan wouldn’t be able to win over the new flame. After all, if the Tong family really did have anything to do with the Lu family, why would they wait until now?

But he didn’t say anything and just slightly shook his head.

Everyone basically understood now.

Most of the people scattered to play darts and air guns again. When Lu Zhaoying returned, they stopped and enthusiastically greeted Pan Mingyue.

Walking beside her, Lu Zhaoying had no intention of introducing her to the others first. Gu Mingsheng spoke first and introduced her. “This is Miss Pan.”

“Oh, hello, Miss Pan.” With Lu Zhaoying there, they couldn’t impossibly not give him face.

They even enthusiastically called Pan Mingyue and Lu Zhaoying to play darts and air guns.

These people usually played freely, and Lu Zhaoying rarely brought her to such places also because of her quiet nature. He was very concerned about her state and looked down at her inquiringly. “Do you want to play?”

This was probably the first time in their lives that they had seen such a humble side of Lu Zhaoying.

Pan Mingyue shook her head.

Lu Zhaoying waved his hand, then sat down and played dice with the others. He intended to stay for 10 minutes before leaving.

Tong Yan also came over. Having been to the underground casinos before, Lu Zhaoying and Cheng Juan weren’t very interested in these small games.

After a few hands, he gave up all his winning chips to Pan Mingyue and prepared to leave.

Opposite, Tong Yan’s dice was almost crushed into pieces in her hands.

Pan Mingyue was still thinking about the DSLR, so she followed after Lu Zhaoying, her reaction a little slow.

Old Zhang immediately put down the glass of boiled water and followed the two of them.

“Swish—”

A dart flew obliquely from behind, passed by Old Zhang’s cup, and inserted directly on the table in front of Pan Mingyue.

The noisy surroundings bidding farewell to Lu Zhaoying and Pan Mingyue instantly disappeared.

Everyone looked in the direction from where the dart had come from, only to see Tong Yan standing in front of the target. Without looking at Lu Zhaoying, she stared directly at Pan Mingyue icily. “You can’t afford to play?”

This sentence seemed to detonate something. The air seemed to freeze, and both sides had their daggers drawn.

No one else dared to speak or move.

Without speaking, Lu Zhaoying lowered his head and pulled out the dart on the table, the darts reflecting cold light.

The people around involuntarily stepped back and shuddered.

In these few years, Lu Zhaoying hadn’t shown up in Beijing very much, and it seemed like everyone had forgotten how feared he and Cheng Juan had been in the early years.

Even Tong Yan was intimidated for a moment.

“No.” Just when the atmosphere reached freezing point, a gentle voice broke the silence.

Everyone else looked over and saw the girl holding a bottle of milk look up. With an obedient expression, she took off the glasses on her nose bridge, exposing her clear black eyes.

Pan Mingyue smiled and thought for a while. “Left or right hand?”

Tong Yan also reacted and stared deeply at her. “What?”

“This.” Pan Mingyue took the dart from Lu Zhaoying and played with it in her hands. Then, she glanced at Gu Mingsheng, the only one who could talk to her. “Do you play with your left or right hand?”

Gu Mingsheng looked at her with a headache. “Don’t take it seriously. Tong Yan is always like that.” Then, he frowned at Tong Yan. “Don’t throw a hissy fit here. Apologize quickly.”

Tong Yan pursed her lips. In fact, she was also afraid of the current Lu Zhaoying and didn’t dare to say the aggressive words in her heart.

Gu Mingsheng heaved a sigh of relief and quickly resumed his peacemaker role. He walked to Pan Mingyue and said very quietly, “Miss Pan, this Tong Yan is always hot-tempered. Don’t be fooled by her. When she first entered the military, she was the first female special soldier.”

Pan Mingyue remained silent and walked to the shooting area with the dart.

“Hey, Miss Pan?” Upon seeing her walk over, Gu Mingsheng immediately reached out to stop her. He had only seen Pan Mingyue twice, and he naturally felt like she would only be getting the short end of the stick if she competed with the expert Tong Yan.

But when she didn’t listen to him, he turned to Lu Zhaoying. “Young Master Lu, why don’t you stop her…”

This place was different from an ordinary shooting area. Below was the target, and a faint single hole could be seen. On the wall above the target, almost 20 cloth bags hung from top to bottom, and the ropes varied from thick to thin.

Only by hitting the ropes and shooting down the cloth bag, could they obtain all the big prizes inside.

Because of this difficulty, most people could only hit the target, and the two ropes had been hit by Tong Yan.

Lu Zhaoying seemed calm and unruffled and put a hand in his pocket while watching Pan Mingyue. “No need.”

He obviously didn’t want to say more, so Gu Mingsheng also remained silent. He only watched as Pan Mingyue and Tong Yan stood in front of the target. Worried, he wondered if Lu Zhaoying liked Pan Mingyue as much as he thought.

The others exchanged glances, not daring to participate in this war. None of them could provoke these girls.

“You first.” Tong Yan threw an air gun at Pan Mingyue.

Pan Mingyue weighed the air gun in her hand. “You can go first.”

Taking a step back impatiently, Tong Yan folded her arms. “Hurry up.”

Pan Mingyue glanced at her. “Are you sure?”

Tong Yan didn’t bother to reply to her this time.

Sighing, Pan Mingyue walked to the other side and picked up another spare air gun. She raised her hand and squinted at the rope behind the target.

“Boom, boom—”

In less than 10 seconds.

Before everyone had returned to their senses, the 20 colored cloth bags hanging above the target had all fallen to the ground.

Pan Mingyue put down the air guns and nodded politely at Tong Yan before leaving with Lu Zhaoying.

Old Zhang remained behind and picked up all the 20 colored bags, which all contained good things. When he was done, he turned to Tong Yan and the others who were frozen in place. “Don’t ask her to play with guns.”