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Tong Le walked into the venue, and not far away, Zong Zeyu waved at her.
She jogged over, and the moment she saw Zong Zeyu, she completely forgot about the sting in her arm. Zong Zeyu was dressed in a bright basketball outfit, with a loose tank top and shorts. It was the first time she had seen his physique up close. Compared to the skinny Ke Wenjie back home, Zong Zeyu was muscular and well-defined, truly fitting the saying that some people look slim in clothes but toned when undressed.
At that moment, Tong Le felt as if she were dreaming. She even wondered if Zong Zeyu had truly lost his mind; how could someone so impressive be interested in her, a mere grain of rice? Perhaps she did have some looks, as people said, but there were plenty of attractive women in society—where did she stand among them?
Zong Zeyu was drinking bottled water, glancing sideways at Tong Le. He wiped his mouth and asked if her arm was taken care of and whether it hurt.
Tong Le nodded and then shook her head, saying it was nothing serious. She then asked if he had won his game.
With a hint of pride, Zong Zeyu replied, "Of course." He moved a bit closer to Tong Le, turning slightly to face her and gestured for her to lift the hem of his tank top.
Tong Le was puzzled. "What do you want me to do?"
Zong Zeyu continued to gesture for her to lift his shirt.
Pointing at the hem of his tank top, Tong Le asked, "You want me to lift this? Are you hurt here?"
Zong Zeyu gave a slight nod while Zong Jin, standing nearby and wiping sweat from his forehead with a towel, said, "Just lift it."
Tong Le hesitantly reached out, carefully pinching the edge of the fabric between her thumb and forefinger before lifting it up.
What came into view were incredibly alluring muscle lines, and nestled in the waistband of his shorts was a beautifully wrapped chocolate bar.
Tong Le took a deep breath; while she felt nervous and startled, she quickly regained her composure. She knew this was the gift Zong Zeyu had promised to bring her, but she hadn’t expected to receive it in such a manner.
She thought this gesture was strange but couldn’t deny that it struck a chord within her.
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Tong Le pulled out the chocolate bar and immediately felt her face flush deep red, as if steam were rising from her head. She had come here to work, but now it felt more like she was stealing a man’s attention.
At that moment, Zong Jin's phone rang. He gestured for them to continue their conversation while he stepped aside to take the call.
Now only Zong Zeyu and Tong Le remained together. Holding the chocolate bar in her hand, Tong Le felt at a loss for what to do next and deliberately shifted her focus to observing the entire basketball venue around them.
Zong Zeyu spoke, "Help me grab that, and my clothes are in locker number seven."
Tong Le hurriedly complied, acting like a little follower; whatever Zong Zeyu asked her to do, she did without hesitation. This helped alleviate some of her awkwardness.
Once Zong Zeyu changed into a clean sports shirt, dressed in all black with a short-sleeved top and long pants, he tossed the empty water bottle aside. Then he extended his right hand towards Tong Le, asking for her hand to hold.
Tong Le tucked her hands behind her back and shook her head seriously.
Zong Zeyu shrugged. "Alright then, how about you accompany me to the office for a bite to eat?"
Tong Le nodded in agreement.
She followed Zong Zeyu to the office, passing through the main hall where they caught the eye of Lan Qingqing, who was daydreaming.
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