She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

Ji Tingxiao was furious at Luo Yusheng's rebuttal. He stared at her intently, wishing he could devour her alive.

Jiang Moche blocked his view.

He was about to angrily berate those who meddle when he was pressed by the crowd to admit that he was faking being a rich second-generation.

Luo Yusheng chuckled and said, "You've already been questioned to the point of breaking your guard, and you still think it's obvious?"

"A fake is a fake." She lowered her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the room. "How long can you keep up this act?"

Now that things have come to this, everyone understands the situation, and their eyes are filled with disdain as they look at Ji Tingxiao.

Those sharp gazes were like razor-sharp knives, peeling away layer by layer the glamorous exterior he had painstakingly constructed.

"Oh, so you're pretending to be a rich kid. What about our money?"

"What about a month's living expenses?"

"Exactly, if he pretends to be a rich second-generation, he should be able to pay it back, right?"

"Ji Tingxiao, we don't have any money, you have to pay us back!"

Annoyed by the questions, he snapped, "What's the rush? I'll pay you back soon!"

Everyone was stunned by him and watched helplessly as he broke free of the encirclement.

He glared fiercely at Luo Yusheng: "You just wait, one day you'll regret this."

After saying that, he gave Jiang Moche a warning look and left.

……

Luo Yusheng and Jiang Moche went to the club together. When they arrived at the driving range, they saw Ji Tingxiao and Song Qianqian swinging their clubs.

What are they doing here? Did they manage to raise the money?

Jiang Moche saw her suddenly stop and called out to her.

She replied, "Coming."

Although I'm curious how they got in, the competition is more important right now.

She wasn't in good form today; she took three swings, but none of them yielded satisfactory results.

She didn't continue, intending to observe the others instead.

Just as he rounded the barrier, the club owner said to Ji Tingxiao, "Go and clean up quickly."

When he faced Song Qianqian, his tone softened: "You too."

The two had no choice but to put down their clubs and leave the practice area. She caught a glimpse of Luo Yusheng out of the corner of her eye, and her jealousy was almost overflowing.

Why should she be able to play ball comfortably while they have to work so hard? That's not fair.

We have to think of a way.

Luo Yusheng asked the waiter, "Why are they cleaning?"

The waiter explained, "Some people don't have money, so they negotiate with the boss to exchange cleaning time for practice hours. That's what they are."

It turned out to be the case.

After Jiang Moche finished his last shot, he asked Luo Yusheng if she wanted some water.

"I'd like some juice." She looked around but didn't see any waiters.

"I'll go and buy."

Luo Yusheng watched him leave, and when she turned around, she saw Song Qianqian standing close by.

She was startled. When did they arrive?

Song Qianqian put down the bucket and mop and sat down next to her: "Sheng Sheng, you and Ting Xiao are very talented. I hope you and him will participate in the mixed-gender competition. You will definitely win first place."

"Then, after receiving the prize money, you come out and say that my family is wealthy and doesn't need the prize money, and ask me to give all the prize money to Ji Tingxiao?"

Seeing her expression change, Luo Yusheng knew she had guessed correctly.

Song Qianqian found it strange; when did she become so smart?

Of course, getting the prize money was only one of her goals; another was to create opportunities for them to spend time together.

She had suffered terribly during this time because of Luo Yusheng's neglect.

She clutched her chest, heartbroken, and asked, "Sheng Sheng, how could you think of me like that?"

"Aren't you one?" Luo Yusheng wasn't buying it. "Whether you are or not, I won't team up with him."

Song Qianqian wanted to persuade her further, but she was interrupted: "Why don't you go with him?"

Song Qianqian forced a smile, her tone sarcastic: "I also want to be with him, but I'm not strong enough. Even if we have a good understanding, I'll only be a burden to him."

She deliberately provoked Luo Yusheng: "He taught me step by step, and you'll get jealous if you see that. I don't want you two to argue because of me."

Luo Yusheng found the tea-talking amusing: "There's no audience now, so why don't you stop acting? Aren't you tired?"

Song Qianqian suddenly stood up, picked up the bucket, and accused her with a wronged expression: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

She lowered her eyes, picked up the bucket, poured herself more than half a bucket of water, and threw it at Luo Yusheng's feet.

As the bucket hit the ground, she also fell to the ground, crying out in pain.

Hearing the commotion, Ji Tingxiao rushed over and quickly checked if Song Qianqian was injured.

Song Qianqian pushed away his hand that was supporting her, and said, forcing back her tears, "Don't touch me, Sheng Sheng will be unhappy if he sees this."

He forcefully helped her up: "Luo Yusheng, I never expected you to go to such lengths."

"Even if you're angry and resentful, you should direct it at me. What's the point of making things difficult for her?"

"Sissi always puts up with you, and how do you treat her? Are you even human?"

Angrily accusatory questions flew toward Luo Yusheng.

Song Qianqian leaned against him, gave Luo Yusheng a provocative smile, and continued to provoke him: "Sheng Sheng didn't do it on purpose. She saw you teaching me step by step, so she got angry."

"This kind of thing has happened before."

There had been similar scenes before, but back then it was juice, and she didn't make it as obvious.

That time, Ji Tingxiao was furious, and Song Qianqian coerced and bribed her to use the Luo family's connections to help them win.

She was worried that he would ignore her, so she quickly agreed.

She tried to use the same trick again, but she's not the same person anymore.

She picked up the bucket: "Since you like acting so much, then I'll play along."

After saying that, he splashed the remaining half bucket of water at Song Qianqian.

Ji Tingxiao instinctively dodged, while Song Qianqian was soaked again. She screamed from the cold water and tried to dodge, but slipped and fell hard.

The pain was so intense that his facial features shifted, revealing his ugly appearance.

Luo Yusheng splashed the remaining water from the bucket onto her: "You got what you wanted, congratulations."

She had barely finished speaking when she felt a gust of wind beside her ear. She instinctively looked up, only to have her wrist grabbed and pulled, and she was pulled into a warm embrace.

The familiar fragrance enveloped her, causing her to be momentarily stunned.

By the time Ji Tingxiao realized what was happening, Jiang Moche had already left him behind.

He crashed into the barrier, letting out a short cry of pain.

Jiang Moche's face darkened as he questioned, "You still dare to lay a hand on her?"

This was the first time Luo Yusheng had seen him so obviously angry, and she found it quite novel.

When the boss heard that there was a commotion at the practice range, he rushed over.

Luo Yusheng left Jiang Moche's embrace, and the boss walked towards them with a forced smile: "Young Master Jiang, Miss Luo, what happened?"

Before she could answer, Song Qianqian raised her voice and cried to her boss, "Boss, I fell and got injured at work."

As she spoke, she kept glancing at Luo Yusheng, implying to her boss that Luo Yusheng was responsible for her disheveled state.

Hearing the commotion, everyone gathered around to see what was going on.

I saw Song Qianqian sitting on the ground, soaking wet, with a large bruise on her fair legs.

Someone stepped forward and asked, "Little miss, are you alright?"

Someone urged the boss, "It looks like he slipped and fell while mopping the floor. Boss, this is a work injury. Aren't you going to take responsibility?"

Of course, the boss didn't dare offend the Luo family, so he threw two thousand yuan in cash at her and said, "Take this money to the hospital for a checkup."

Song Qianqian touched the money, and after confirming the amount, she felt it was too little.

Before she could even utter a word, she heard Luo Yusheng mockingly say, "Song Qianqian, you earn this money in a really dirty way."