Shuya's words were as good as saying nothing, and this answer only made Tang Ye more dejected.
However, the conditions set by that guy Ye Lingyun were indeed worthy of Xiao Min.
Tang Ye secretly made up his mind.
He waited and waited until nine o'clock in the evening before Tang Xiaomin slowly drove back to pick him up.
As they parted, Shuya quietly gave Tang Xiaomin a satisfied glance.
On the way back, each with their own thoughts, the atmosphere was somewhat stifling.
Tang Xiaomin couldn't help but speak first.
"Um, did Shuya do anything to you?"
"Do what?"
It wasn't surprising that Tang Xiaomin asked this, given how obsessed Shuya was with Tang Ye.
They had spent so much time together, and Tang Xiaomin was genuinely afraid Tang Ye might be taken advantage of.
"It's good that you're alright."
Tang Ye suddenly sensed something was wrong.
"What do you mean by asking that? What could Shuya do to me?"
Tang Xiaomin rolled her eyes at him, as if he were asking a question with an obvious answer.
"She's your fan, what do you think she wants to do to you?"
Tang Ye thought about the words "female fan." They called him husband, confessed their love with passion, and were infatuated with him.
Shuya... could it be...?
Tang Ye suddenly remembered that every time he recorded shows or held concerts, Shuya would be there, sitting in the front row.
And in addition to that, Shuya always messaged him. Although he never replied, she was still persistent.
A certain thought quietly arose in his mind.
"If you don't like Shuya, you should have kept your distance from the start and not given her any hope," Tang Xiaomin said.
An idol like Tang Ye wasn't really suited for relationships.
As a friend, she couldn't persuade Shuya, so she could only try to persuade Tang Ye.
"We're family, shouldn't you be on my side in matters like this?"
"You?"
Tang Xiaomin appraised Tang Ye with a scrutinizing gaze, filled with disdain.
"You'd better not. You should keep your distance from Shuya. If I find out you've bullied her, I won't let you off."
Tang Xiaomin's verbal threat sent a shiver down Tang Ye's spine.
He had no doubt that Tang Xiaomin's words were true.
...
This day, the taekwondo team for external school exchange arrived.
Modu University welcomed them warmly and specially arranged an open sparring match for the occasion.
Inside the university's stadium, a young man, standing at 1.8 meters tall, with a resolute face and a hint of arrogance, slowly walked towards Ye Lingyun.
"Young Master Yun, we meet again."
The leader was named Xu Kun, who was the champion the year before last and the runner-up last year. He had lost to Ye Lingyun due to an unexpected circumstance.
Out of respect for his opponent, Ye Lingyun simply shook hands with Xu Kun.
As their hands clasped, Ye Lingyun could clearly feel that Xu Kun's strength was much greater than it was last year.
Looking at Xu Kun's more robust physique, it was evident that he had put in a lot of effort over the past year.
Frankly speaking, Ye Lingyun greatly admired Xu Kun and had always wanted to keep him by his side for his own use.
"If you lose again this year, you'll have to be my bodyguard as agreed," Ye Lingyun said teasingly.
Xu Kun's expression immediately turned serious.
"Last year it was because I had a stomach ache; you won't be so lucky this year. You know, I've worked very hard for that agreement."
"Alright, let me see your current strength."
After a brief conversation, Xu Kun led the team members behind him to prepare.
"Lingyun, Xu Kun looks even stronger than last year. Do you think you can win against him?"
"Guess."
Ye Lingyun deliberately kept him in suspense.
This made Liu Feng scoff.
"I guess you can't beat him."
"Wanna bet?"
"Bet. Let's bet my newly bought Ferrari against your newly bought Koenigsegg."
Ye Lingyun agreed without any hesitation.
"Okay, as long as Xu Kun loses in the end."
Liu Feng was full of confidence, and his confidence stemmed from his understanding of Ye Lingyun.
Ye Lingyun had been busy with company matters over the past year and had slacked off. Moreover, his previous victory against Xu Kun was a fluke.
This time, he definitely couldn't beat that guy Xu Kun.
At half past ten in the morning, the university stadium was packed.
The audience in the stands whispered among themselves.
"Alas, did you hear? The visiting team from outside the school couldn't perform well last year because they ate something bad. This time, they don't even dare to eat the food arranged by our school and bring their own water."
"I think that's just an excuse Xu Kun made after losing to Young Master Yun."
"I heard Xu Kun and Young Master Yun have a bet. If Xu Kun loses this time, he has to be Young Master Yun's bodyguard. This is going to be interesting."
"What if Young Master Yun loses? Are there any penalties?"
"Uh... I don't think so."
...
At this moment, the players from both sides were entering the field one after another.
Strangely, Ye Lingyun hadn't changed into his uniform yet and was sitting in the audience wearing his own white shirt.
"Lingyun, why aren't you changing into your uniform?" Liu Feng asked curiously.
"I never said I was going to play."
"What? You're not playing, then how are you going to defeat Xu Kun?"
A mischievous smile curled up the corner of Ye Lingyun's mouth.
"I only said that Xu Kun would lose. I didn't say who he would lose to."
"Holy crap... you old fox."
Realizing he had been tricked, Liu Feng was filled with regret.
If Ye Lingyun hired a skilled fighter to deal with Xu Kun, wouldn't his car be lost for nothing?
However, on second thought, this was Modu University, and even if Ye Lingyun wanted to find someone, he could only look for someone within the school.
"Lingyun, you're ruthless. Let me be clear, only someone from our school can defeat Xu Kun. If you find someone from outside the school, I won't recognize it."
This Liu Feng was still too young.
Ye Lingyun's face was full of confidence.
"Agreed."
Only then did Liu Feng feel slightly relieved.
As the players from both teams entered the field, seven on one side, everyone was surprised to find that there were only six people on Modu University's side.
"That's not right? Why are we one person short?"
"Who is it? Playing late at a time like this is too unreliable."
"Even if it's just lateness, if they're scared and flee, that would be a huge embarrassment."
"It's very likely. After all, Xu Kun is very strong. Young Master Yun only won by a fluke last year. This year, he's being so cautious, he'll definitely be able to display his full strength, which is terrifying."
...
Before the sparring, they shook hands with each other.
Soon, someone noticed something was wrong.
"This is strange. Why do you only have six people? Where's the other one?"
At this moment, another player said, "Probably scared. They can't even gather enough people, hehe..."
"Hahaha..."
A burst of mocking laughter came from several players on the opposing side.
The spectators in the stands heard this and were furious.
"What nonsense are you talking about? With so many people at Modu University, how could we be afraid of a few of you?"