After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

The game continued, but this time, both sides seemed to be much more restrained. As for why, everyone knew it.

On the sidelines, Qi Heng was still constantly "harassing" Minglan, with a mentality of "never giving up until the goal is achieved."

"Mr. Zhuang's private school has closed down. I have been to your house several times, but I have never seen Sixth Sister." Qi Heng tried his best to tease her.

Minglan's eyes darted around, she hesitated for a moment, and then immediately changed the subject.

"Mr. Zhuang has retired and returned to his hometown."

After saying this, he turned his gaze directly to the field and ignored Qi Heng.

As the incense fell, the game gradually entered the middle stage, but the person who caused the miracle did not exist.

Although Yanran and Changfeng tried their best, they gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Han Ming's moves can only be considered as strange and underhanded moves, and cannot really determine the outcome of a fight. Especially when used on the gentle Yu Yanran, the effect is even reduced by half.

After scoring two more goals, Yanran felt that she had reached her limit. Both mentally and physically, she was under a lot of pressure at the moment.

Ever since Yu Yanhong was tricked, she vented all her anger on the wooden ball. It was as if she had turned on the 'rampage' mode, and the goal was scored 'swish swish'!

As time went on, the balance of victory and defeat became increasingly clear.

On the sidelines, except for Minglan who was truly concerned about Yanran, everyone else was watching the excitement.

Qi Heng seemed to be trying very hard to arouse Minglan's attention.

I really don’t know if I had used this perseverance in the imperial examinations, I would have failed this time.

"It's hot today, and I've already put away the knee pads you embroidered for me."

When saying this, Qi Heng seemed a little proud and flattering, as if he felt that Minglan also had him in her heart, but was just unable to save face.

Minglan was completely stunned by the explicit words. She immediately looked around to see if anyone heard it, and she was already feeling a little resentful in her heart.

"Young Master, what are you talking about knee pads? I don't understand." Minglan spoke in a lower and lower voice.

Qi Heng seemed to have not yet reacted, and said softly and concernedly: "Don't be afraid, Sixth Sister, I have really put it away, and I will never let anyone else see it."

The more he spoke, the more inappropriate his words became. Minglan felt like she was going to explode. Was this person trying to force her to death?

Minglan's face immediately darkened: "Young Master, be careful with your words. I didn't give you any knee pads!"

These words clearly said 'no' to Qi Heng.

"You do." Qi Heng still didn't give up.

"I didn't!" Minglan was a little angry and turned to look at Qi Heng.

"You have!" Qi Heng also responded sharply.

The two of them looked at each other through the curtain. The slightly loud noise attracted the attention of Danju and Xiaotao, as well as a lot of other people's attention.

The two of them are like adolescent boys and girls, arguing about whether the other loves them or not.

But he never thought that this love might not exist between them.

Qi Heng is the childish and careless one, while Minglan is the restrained and thoughtful one.

The two are destined not to be on the same path.

This feeling can only be described as the first meeting between a man and a woman, the collision of hazy feelings, and the continuous fermentation of emotions such as curiosity and exploration, forming a pure first love.

To borrow the words of sketch master Mr. Zhao: You don’t understand love at all in your first love!

Qi Heng and Minglan didn't know how to respond and could only stare blankly at the football game in the distance.

After a while, Qi Heng said in a deep voice: "I instigated the Yongchang Marquis's Mansion to organize this party, and I also sent the invitation to the Zhongqin Marquis's Mansion."

"I expected that once your elder sister learned the news, she would definitely tell her parents."

"If you don't come this time, it doesn't matter. There will be a second swimming party, a third... a fourth..."

"If you don't go out..." Qi Heng suddenly turned his head and stared at Minglan behind the curtain.

Minglan seemed to have noticed something and also looked at him through the curtain.

"Then you will go out during the Qixi Festival. If you still don't go out during the Qixi Festival, then you will have to go out during the Lantern Festival."

"I don't believe it... I don't believe I won't be able to wait for you."

Qi Heng showed Minglan his feelings bit by bit, hoping to get a more sincere response from the girl.

But it didn't happen, because Minglan was destined not to be the kind of woman he thought she was.

Her background, her mother's teachings, her father's disregard, and her grandmother's teachings all taught her one thing.

In this world, no one can rely on anyone else forever. Only yourself is your only support.

Minglan believed in Qi Heng's sincerity, but she was not sure that Qi Heng would risk the world's taboo and marry only her, and she was even less sure that she, Sheng Minglan, was the only one.

The girl looked at Qi Heng affectionately behind the curtain with deep eyes.

"Young Master, are you drunk?"

When Minglan said this, Qi Heng's eyes darkened instantly, and his lips moved slightly, but he didn't know what to say next.

Then, clutching the corner of his robe with his fingers, he said word by word, "I haven't seen you for so long. I miss you so much."

"Stop talking!" Minglan quickly stopped the other person from speaking.

"I..." Qi Heng seemed unable to hold back any longer and wanted to lift the curtain and confess his love to Minglan face to face.

As a result, a gong sounded at an inopportune time from below, which immediately stopped his high spirits.

I saw that Yu Yanhong's white team had already seized several chips, while Yu Yanran's yellow team was far behind.

Seeing Yu Yanran's increasingly pale face, Yu Yanhong raised her polo stick without hesitation and kept cheering, deliberately angering her.

Yu Yanran took a deep breath and pleaded in a low voice, gritting her teeth: "Third sister, this golden hairpin is a relic of my late mother, and it ended up here."

"If you are willing to give me the jewelry in my jewelry box..."

Yu Yanhong interrupted the other person complacently: "So generous? It's just a gold hairpin? Actually, I don't want it."

"But since you said you wanted it, I must have it!"

Yu Yanhong was furious when she thought about how Yu Yanran had dared to play tricks on her before.

Today I must put a damper on her arrogance so that she knows who is in charge of the Yu family!

Seeing that the 'strange trick' taught by Han Ming didn't work, Yu Yanran pursed her lips tightly, trying not to let her tears fall.

Because Brother Jingyuan said that tears are the least valuable things, especially for women. If you want to live better in this world, you can't cry and you have to learn to be strong.

But the last string in my heart has reached its limit, and all the grievances in this life since my mother passed away have flooded into my heart.

Misty water began to fill her eyes and she could no longer see anything. There was only an endless darkness slowly pressing down, trying to crush the girl.

She rode her horse back to the rest area in a daze, while Ming Landai in the stands frowned slightly and immediately ran down to greet her, even ignoring Qi Heng who was outside.

"Yanran!" Minglan trotted forward and hugged the dazed girl in her arms.

"Tomorrow...that hairpin...I'm afraid I won't be able to get it back..." Tears rolled down Yanran's lifeless face.

"Let's go..." There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart. At this moment, Yanran felt that all the brilliance of the world before her eyes had disappeared without a trace.

On the lawn nearby, Yu Yanhong raised her eyebrows, waved the polo stick in her hand, and looked at this side with strong provocation.

Seeing the dazzling Yu Yanhong, Yanran turned around and was about to leave silently.

Minglan gritted her teeth and grabbed the girl: "No!"

"I'll go for you!"

At this moment, Minglan's eyes became more determined, as if she had made up her mind, and walked to the side where she was changing clothes.

"Xiao Tao!" Minglan called the maid behind her to follow.

"Hey!"

And a hint of colorful color broke into Yanran's eyes, that was the resolute back of the sixth Miss Sheng, Sheng Minglan.

No matter how many years have passed, whenever Yu Yanran recalls what happened back then, she would always say: "At that moment, Minglan broke into my heart like a savior..."

And a guy standing on the side: Meow?