Peerless Cupid System

Fortunately, there weren't many pedestrians or vehicles on the street at midnight.

Ling Ziqian avoided the bustling night market and rushed to the back of Haitang No. 1 Primary School.

We climbed over the wall and landed on the sports field with its thick lawn.

The stadium was filled with cheers and applause, and a large crowd had gathered in the center, presumably to watch the ring match.

Ling Ziqian took out his phone and dialed Shen Qiaoyan's number, searching for her everywhere.

Shen Qiaoyan didn't answer the phone, but Ling Ziqian heard the familiar ringtone amidst the cheers and applause.

He followed the sound of the bell, saw Shen Qiaoyan, and then fell silent.

Shen Qiaoyan stood in the crowd, holding a Coke in her left hand and a chicken wing in her right. She ate with relish and watched the competition with excitement.

When she called earlier, Ling Ziqian thought she was seriously injured and about to die, but he never expected...

"Qiaoyan, your phone is ringing!" Li Feng, who was standing to the side and eating, nudged Shen Qiaoyan with her arm.

"Oh!" Shen Qiaoyan picked up a chicken leg and took out her phone with her greasy hands.

Seeing that it was Ling Ziqian calling, Shen Qiaoyan picked up her phone, intending to find a quiet place to answer the call.

Turning around, Shen Qiaoyan was stunned. Ling Ziqian was standing behind her, looking disheveled, holding a phone in his hand, and panting heavily.

The chicken leg that Shen Qiaoyan was holding in her mouth and the cola she was holding fell to the ground.

He realized he'd been tricked. Ling Ziqian glanced at the arena in the center of the sports field and instantly understood why Shen Qiaoyan had tricked him into coming here.

Ling Ziqian put his phone in his pocket, took a deep breath, and turned to leave.

Shen Qiaoyan was extremely embarrassed, and she quickly stepped forward to pull Ling Ziqian away.

Only when she grabbed Ling Ziqian's hand did Shen Qiaoyan realize that his hand was bleeding.

His palms were scraped, and although it wasn't a very serious injury, it bled a lot, which was quite shocking.

"Master, what's wrong with you..." Shen Qiaoyan asked, puzzled.

Ling Ziqian didn't want to talk to this guy. He felt like he had been deceived, that his feelings had been betrayed, and he felt terrible.

After taking a close look at the disheveled Ling Ziqian, Shen Qiaoyan could tell that Ling Ziqian must have taken a hard fall.

Could it be that he heard my pitiful voice, thought something had happened to me, and then recklessly rushed over?

Absolutely!

Thinking of this, Shen Qiaoyan felt a surge of guilt that welled up like a spring, and tears welled up in her eyes before streaming down her face.

"Master...I'm sorry..."

"Phew!" Ling Ziqian breathed a long sigh of relief. In any case, Shen Qiaoyan was not injured, which was a good thing.

"Master, I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to..."

She did it on purpose. She knew Ling Ziqian was soft-hearted, so she came up with this plan to trick him into coming here.

Unexpectedly, he cared about me so much that he rushed over before I could even put on a good act.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Shen Qiaoyan cried and kept apologizing. She felt incredibly guilty towards her parents and grandfather, but she couldn't put her guilt into words.

Now that she had deceived Ling Ziqian, Shen Qiaoyan felt immense guilt. She felt that if she didn't apologize and speak out, she might never be able to get close to Ling Ziqian again.

She had helped me and considered me a friend, which is why she cared about me so much and rushed over despite the danger when she heard I had been beaten!

And yet, he had actually taken advantage of his kindness to deceive him!

Shen Qiaoyan felt like she was the boy who cried wolf, the wolf from Zhongshan who turned on her benefactor...

Even if she said sorry a thousand times, Shen Qiaoyan felt that it would not be able to make up for the mistakes she had made.

Shen Qiaoyan hugged Ling Ziqian tightly. She would do anything for him if he just said the word, as long as he forgave her and treated her the same way he had before...

However, there is no medicine for regret in this world. No matter how you try to fix it, even if a broken mirror is put back together, there will still be cracks!

"Waaah, Master, I'm sorry, I'm an idiot. Scold me, hit me..." Shen Qiaoyan hugged Ling Ziqian tightly and cried uncontrollably. She was strong and had never cried like this before.

In this world, it's not just tangible things that can hurt people. Shen Qiaoyan hurt Ling Ziqian and herself with intangible lies!

Hugging Shen Qiaoyan, she cried and apologized repeatedly.

The frustration in Ling Ziqian's heart was dissolved by her tears.

Whether it's a misunderstanding or deception, the solution is simple: a sincere apology will suffice.

Now, Ling Ziqian sensed Shen Qiaoyan's sincerity.

He reached out and patted Shen Qiaoyan's back, whispering in her ear that he should stop crying.

Shen Qiaoyan's loud crying became another focal point on the sports field, attracting the attention of many people.

Ling Ziqian gently comforted Shen Qiaoyan, intending to take her away from this place.

Some people nearby couldn't stand it and thought that Ling Ziqian had made Shen Qiaoyan cry.

"Who is that? He looks so unfamiliar, yet he made a girl cry like that. What a scumbag!"

Chapter 79 Looking up to him, an absolute powerhouse!

This statement resonated with many people.

In the eyes of those around him, Ling Ziqian was a scumbag who made girls cry.

Shen Qiaoyan sobbed. Hearing the voices around her, she felt even more guilty and extremely distressed for Ling Ziqian.

She wanted to retort, but Ling Ziqian shook his head slightly.

There's no need to explain; he can't care what others think.

Moreover, even if I explain it, others won't change their minds.

Ling Ziqian planned to take Shen Qiaoyan away, but they were stopped by someone.

A man with bright red hair spread his arms wide, blocking Ling Ziqian's path.

He smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. "You must be Shen Qiaoyan's master, the one who took down Ah San in one move last night?"

Ling Ziqian didn't give the man a friendly look, "What brings you here?"

"My name is Fire Man." The red-haired man smiled, pointing to himself and the people around him. "He and I want to have a go with you!"

"I won't accept the challenge!" Ling Ziqian had no intention of fighting here.

"Hehe." The fiery-haired man grinned. "Actually, tonight's arena match is set up for you. Whether you attack or defend, as long as you win a match, you'll get a thousand dollars. How about it? Interested? Come earn some pocket money!"

Ling Ziqian really didn't care about a mere thousand yuan; his little bit of ambiguous points could be exchanged for a thousand yuan.

Spending a thousand dollars and expending physical effort to earn a thousand dollars is a losing proposition. Island Demon Genius.

"Not interested." Ling Ziqian's face remained expressionless.

"How indifferent!" Fire Man was getting a headache from being rejected repeatedly, but his interest in Ling Ziqian only grew stronger.

The people around him, seeing that Ling Ziqian didn't listen to Huo Nan, started to insult him.

"He doesn't even dare to accept the challenge, he's obviously a coward!"

"I think so too. That Indian guy probably had an upset stomach last night, which is why he collapsed on the ground."

"What kind of man makes a girl cry and then doesn't dare to fight?"

Amidst a barrage of insults, Shen Qiaoyan looked up at Ling Ziqian with concern.

However, Ling Ziqian remained unmoved. He had suffered a lot of rumors and gossip since he was a child, and such insults did not bother him.

"What will it take for you to accept the challenge?" Fire Man stared intently at Ling Ziqian.

"I want to know how I can leave?" Ling Ziqian said with a dark face.

The Fire Man grinned, pointed at himself, and said, "Defeat me!"

Various voices came from all around, with people shouting that Brother Huo was the strongest and how could he possibly be defeated.

Ling Ziqian looked at Shen Qiaoyan. It seemed there was no way to leave without a fight.

“Master…” Shen Qiaoyan still felt guilty.

"It's alright, just earn some pocket money. Aren't you short on cash?" Ling Ziqian smiled and looked at Huo Nan. "Ten thousand yuan per game, or forget it!"

The people around immediately cheered, agreeing with Ling Ziqian's opinion; everyone wanted to make money.

The fiery-haired man laughed and pulled a bank card from his pocket. "I'm so broke I only have money left. Here's a million. If you can beat a hundred people, the million is yours!"

"I don't think I'll get a million." Ling Ziqian shook his head.

"What's wrong? Don't you have confidence?"

"No," Ling Ziqian laughed, "There aren't even a hundred people here in total!"

That arrogant remark ignited the anger of those around him.

Fire Man pulled out a handful of bank cards from his pocket. "Here are bank cards with 30,000, 50,000, and 100,000 in them. You can take as many as you can beat. Of course, if you lose, you'll get nothing!"

Ling Ziqian nodded, indicating that he understood.

Immediately, Fire Man roared excitedly and moved the arena here, with Ling Ziqian in the center.

Ling Ziqian's hand was still bleeding. Shen Qiaoyan took off her coat, tore it open, ripped it into strips, and tied them to Ling Ziqian's hands.

There were other wounds, but they happened to be on the joints. Shen Qiaoyan didn't bandage them, worried that it would affect Ling Ziqian's movements.

The fight was about to begin, and Shen Qiaoyan didn't know how to cheer Ling Ziqian on.

She can no longer carelessly wave her fist and shout encouragement.

Opening her arms, Shen Qiaoyan hugged Ling Ziqian again. She wanted to kiss Ling Ziqian's cheek, but with so many people surrounding her, she didn't have the courage.

In the end, she said nothing, let go of Ling Ziqian, quickly left the center of the ring, and went to stand with Li Feng.

Ling Ziqian glanced at his silver watch. Shen Qiaoyan had been crying in his arms for a long time, and he had collected seven points of ambiguity value.

Adding the previous ten points, there are currently 17 points of ambiguity.

Hopefully they won't come one by one without fear of death, otherwise, when the seventeenth person is defeated, the eighteenth person can easily take him down.