Endless Pampering Only For You

They made a truly strong force. He had a sense of foreboding that even if they were to play two on three, their side might not necessarily have an advantage.

Yin Shaojie didn't want to waste time because he was getting used to the game now.

The game continued.

Without Song Shijun, they had to deal with the three of them. It was harder than before.

Therefore, they adjusted their tactics The two played while keeping apart and they used long passes instead.

Seeing Yin Shaojie score, Song Shijun, who was still anxious to catch up as soon as possible, no longer felt anxious to join anymore. He stuffed something up his nose to stop the bleeding and told Han Qiqing to make a drink for him. She put a straw in the drink and held it for him as he drank through the straw.

Seeing that both of them could score, it was hard to stop them.

He didn't keep his cool and heed Feng Shengyang's instructions.

Ten minutes later. The game was tied.

There were still five minutes till the end of the game.

"Go Young Master Jie! Go get' em! Go go!"

"Go Young Master Feng! Go go go!"

The girls on the platform also cheered on for their favorite idols.

Who would win in the last few minutes?

Would Yin Shaojie come back or would Feng Shengyang's team regain control and win?

Everyone was so nervous.

In just a few minutes, every minute and second became so pressing.

After Yin Shaojie scored with a long-distance shot. The score was catching up. The fans on his side screamed. Their deafening screams were almost going to overturn the roof.

Comeback! They must come back from this!

The last minute.

Feng Shengyang's team was still staying strong and they played even fiercer as the game progressed.

Both sides were panting. Sweat dropped with every step that they took.

Ten seconds left!

Just when everyone thought Yin Shaojie would shoot, he turned his wrist and passed the ball to Jun Zeye.

Jun Zeye jumped up and dunked!

The whistle sounded and the game was over.

"We won! Young Master Jie won! They had a comeback! That was too cool!" The girls on the stage were all crazy. Even Feng Shengyang's fans were subdued as they watched the game.

In the center of the court.

Yin Shaojie and Jun Zeye looked at each other. They both had a deep, clear understanding with each other.

There was something in the air that seemed to slid through the cracks of time.

Back into the past.

It was a memory that was hidden deep inside.

"You have no father, no mother. You are a child no one wants! Whoever comes near you will be unlucky! You bring bad luck!"

A little boy was surrounded by five or six little boys as they scolded him.

The little boy looked very angry, his little hand hanging by the side of his leg turned into a fist. But he endured it.

"What? Wanna fight? You wanna fight? Come on!" A boy who was just a little bigger mocked and pushed him.

Just then, a Bentley drove by. Yin Shaojie, who was just out of school, was sitting in the car, watching.

"Ah Ze?" He quickly asked the chauffeur to drive over.

As soon as he stopped, the little Yin Shaojie got out of the car and rushed over.

"What are you trying to do with him?" he shouted. Although he was still young, there was an imposing upper class air about him.

He ran over and stood in front of Ah Ze.