Run away from a wealthy family 99 times: President, please divorce!

Chapter 82

Whether it's posture or trend, it's obviously not the first time Yan Xinyi has touched golf.

"Yan Xinyi, come on." Luo Fengye once again boosted morale.

In the third shot, Yan Xinyi, who had already played the feeling, swung the club lightly, and the white ball rolled into the hole impartially.

"Hey, the blind cat met a dead mouse."

She laughed so cheaply that even she could feel it.

Noticing the surprise and nervousness on An Ruhao's face, she raised her eyebrows and smiled.

In the next seven shots, although he didn't score all of them, he also scored four goals.

Every time she scores a goal, she will joke that she is lucky in a different way.

A draw, no one expected.

"One shot decides the outcome, how about it?" An Ru asked unwillingly.

"Okay." Yan Xinyi fought without fear.

For the last shot, the same distance was used.

Whoever hits the ball into the hole wins. If none of them score, then compare the distance between the ball and the hole, and the side that is closer wins.

In order to reduce the pressure, An Ruhao volunteered to come first.

She took a deep breath, thinking of Yan Xinyi's crispness when she swung the club just now, she couldn't help becoming nervous.

This panic made her hands tremble inexplicably.

Despite efforts to control it, the ball missed the hole.

However, the distance between the ball and the hole is very close.

"You seem to have confidence in me?" Yan Xinyi said with a smile.

"Winning or losing is not important to you, is it?" Luo Fengye replied with raised eyebrows.

After 1 minute, An Ruhao's tense face suddenly relaxed, replaced by a deep sense of complacency.

Yan Xinyi and Luo Fengye looked at each other and smiled, they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

If you win, then it's not fun anymore.

Similarly, Yin Hancheng also saw that she lost on purpose.

"I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, what will I play next?" Yan Xinyi asked.

An Ruhao was about to answer, but Yin Hancheng took the lead.

"Tennis, doubles, loser's treat."

For the court, I chose indoors.

Yan Xinyi was in front, Luo Fengye was behind, and Yin Han took the kick-off.

His goal is obvious, and he serves directly to the position where Yan Xinyi receives the ball.

Yan Xinyi catches the ball skillfully, and hits Yin Han hard to catch the ball.

It seemed that they were also targeted, and it was only the two of them who were fighting back and forth.

Luo Fengye couldn't help sighing, and simply sat down to watch.

Suddenly, Yan Xinyi felt dizzy, and the position where the ball hit was very blurred.

She swung the racket instinctively, but missed, and the ball hit her arm instead.

When the racket fell, she fainted on the ground.

Yin Hancheng's heart tightened suddenly, he dropped his racket and rushed over.

It's a pity that due to the disadvantage of distance, Luofeng Ye took the lead in the end.

Seeing Yan Xinyi half lying in Luo Fengye's arms.He froze in place, his fingers clenched tightly and then slowly opened.

(End of this chapter)