Chapter 15 The Man Reached Out and Pinched Her Arm
Song Ni's hand wasn't split too badly, but a bandage was no longer enough. Tang Qinyun decided to wrap it with gauze again. Throughout the process, Tang Qinyun muttered to himself. The manager standing by also found the wound looked somewhat horrifying, and even Tan Zheng frowned as he stared at the blood on her palm. Only Song Ni acted as if nothing had happened.
Looking at her indifferent reaction, Tan Zheng recalled the night at the bar when she had directly picked up a drink and thrown it in a man's face. Alone, with the other party having friends, she was so bold without a hint of fear. It seemed fighting was not an uncommon thing for her.
However, the wound on Song Ni's hand did look rather 'startling'. Everyone assumed Song Ni must be in immense pain. Tang Qinyun glanced at the blood-stained cotton ball. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you don't feel any pain?" Her hand was this messed up.
Song Ni's eyes flickered, and she raised her hand to carefully examine the gauze Tang Qinyun had tied. "It's not as pretty as Cheng Ling's wrapping."
Tang Qinyun: ...
"Then take it off. I only wrapped it for you out of respect for your uncle and aunt." He then reached out as if to remove the gauze, but his theatrics didn't scare Song Ni. She let him move her hand, leaving Tang Qinyun unsure whether to proceed or stop.
Seeing that he was being rough with her hand, Tan Zheng frowned and kicked Tang Qinyun. "Are we still competing?"
Tang Qinyun seized the opportunity and let go of Song Ni's hand. "Of course, we are. Sister Nini, who do you think will win between us?"
Hearing this, Song Ni looked at Tang Qinyun curiously. "Are you very good?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Qinyun's face darkened. "You don't believe me? I own this club! You dare question the owner's skill???"
Song Ni shrugged. "Isn't being rich enough to be the owner?"
Song Ni didn't truly believe Tang Qinyun was incapable. On the contrary, given his attire and past behavior, archery was indeed something he'd be proficient at. It was just that Tan Zheng had been too brilliant earlier. He had picked up the bow and arrow and shot a few arrows with such remarkable results... What would happen if they competed seriously?
Tang Qinyun's competitive spirit was ignited by Song Ni's words. He rolled up his sleeves and asked the manager to bring his personal protective gear, looking provocatively at Tan Zheng. "What do you say? Shall we bet something?"
Tan Zheng's eyes also gleamed with interest. "Bet what?"
Tang Qinyun made a bold demand. "I want your new car."
Tan Zheng agreed without hesitation. "I don't want much, just five percent of the shares here."
Tang Qinyun: ...
When he was setting up this club, he had asked Tan Zheng if he wanted to invest some money. Tan Zheng had refused without a second thought. He thought Tan Zheng didn't believe in the project, but it turned out he was waiting for this moment.
"Damn, you have a huge appetite." Tan Zheng raised an eyebrow.
"Are you scared?" Tang Qinyun was provoked and bristled.
"Scared of what?" He put on his protective gear and then asked Song Ni again. "Sister Nini, who do you bet on?" His eyes were exceptionally earnest and full of anticipation.
Song Ni stared at him for a long time. Just as Tang Qinyun thought he had won her over, Song Ni raised her hand and pointed at Tan Zheng.
Tang Qinyun: ...
Although Tan Zheng's expression didn't change much, there was a definite smile in his eyes.
Seeing the hurt on Tang Qinyun's face, Song Ni finally couldn't help but laugh. "Tangtang, good luck!"
Tangtang was Tang Qinyun's nickname, originating from the fact that he always had a lollipop in his mouth. Tang Qinyun was particularly unhappy with this nickname. He bent down and ruffled Song Ni's hair several times until her hair was a mess, which somehow made him feel better.
Song Ni: ...
"Tang Er, screw you." Tang Qinyun curled his lips, instantly feeling much happier.
Tan Zheng watched the two of them. He had known Tang Qinyun for over ten years, and this was the first time he had seen Tang Qinyun indulge a young girl like this. He was not mistaken; even though Song Ni wasn't very polite, Tang Qinyun's face and eyes showed a hint of pampering. Tan Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and couldn't help but observe them for a longer moment.
Tang Qinyun noticed and was stunned for a moment, then broke into a smile. "I don't know what fortune Song Jing has to have a sister like this." Ever since he was a child, Tang Qinyun had been strictly controlled by his elder brother and had always wanted a sister to experience being an older brother. This was why he used to frequent the Song family's house as a child, watching the chubby little one trailing behind Song Jing, feeling nothing but envy. But unfortunately, Song Ni had always been indifferent to him since she was little.
Hearing this, Tan Zheng's brow twitched. He understood what Tang Qinyun meant.
Without further words, they walked to their respective positions. The coach became the referee and solemnly took out a whistle. A total of ten arrows. Both of them hit the bullseye with every shot.
Song Ni watched from the side, genuinely surprised. She hadn't expected Tang Qinyun and Tan Zheng to be so evenly matched. It seemed his flippant image was too deeply ingrained, making people overlook his skills when he was serious. In the end, they tied.
Tang Qinyun excitedly bragged to Song Ni. "Sister Nini, you bet wrong."
Song Ni had another characteristic: whenever something impressed her, she never hesitated to show her affirmation and admiration. "I didn't expect you to have some skill." However...
Song Ni looked up at Tan Zheng. She had a feeling that Tan Zheng hadn't used his full strength.
Tang Qinyun chuckled and generously offered to give Tan Zheng the five percent of the shares. Naturally, Tan Zheng's new car was given to him. Tan Zheng had brought Song Ni here for her to experience, but Song Ni's hand condition made it impossible for her to continue playing, so after this match, they didn't plan to stay any longer.
Seeing that Song Ni seemed a bit disappointed, Tan Zheng uncharacteristically spoke up. "If you want to play, come back when your hand is better."
Song Ni's eyes curved, a faint smile on her lips. "Will you still teach me then?"
Tan Zheng was taken aback. He knew Song Ni's learning ability. She had already learned most of it, so what else was there to teach? Song Ni raised her eyebrows. "I want to hit the bullseye too." What she wanted even more was to see Tan Zheng's stern face being forced to teach her. Tsk, a rigidly impartial coach, the thought alone was exciting.
Tan Zheng glanced at Song Ni's hand. As a beginner in archery, an exercise duration of more than half an hour would put considerable strain on her arm. She might not feel it now, but she would suffer from delayed onset muscle soreness later. Thinking of this, the man suddenly reached out and pinched Song Ni's arm.
Song Ni: ??????
"What's wrong?" Seeing the surprise in Song Ni's eyes, Tan Zheng realized what he had done. He frowned, as if not understanding his own action, withdrew his hand, stood up, and stopped looking at Song Ni.
Tan Zheng: The little girl's arm is really nice to pinch!
Song Ni: ??????
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