Xia Ye walked up to Lu Yinxing and placed the back of his hand on Lu Yinxing's forehead.
Still burning frighteningly.
Xia Ye's eyebrows furrowed tightly.
Seemed completely indifferent to Lu Yinxing's problem.
Lu Yinxing asked again, "Did you finish the competition?"
Xia Ye saw how persistent Lu Yinxing was.
Only then did he give a low "hmm".
Lu Yinxing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
No matter winning or losing, just being on the battlefield means the trip wasn't in vain.
Lu Yinxing breathed a sigh of relief, then turned her head to glance at the clock on the wall.
What, only half an hour has passed.
How could the match be over in just half an hour?
Xia Ye was clearly lying to her.
Either he didn't compete at all, or he forfeited halfway.
Lu Yinxing, angry, sat up directly.
With a hoarse voice, she said, "Brother, how can you do this? I said, I don't want you to give up important things because of me. It makes me feel even worse inside. Why did you lie to me?"
