She Had Never Been Convinced By Others In Terms of Competing In Luck

There was no doubt about the outcome.

Ye Siming's team won.

The blue team surrounded Ye Siming and spoke excitedly.

This was the first time they had won against Song Qiyuan!

This was also the first time Song Qiyuan's team had lost.

And they had lost to a group of eight or nine-year-old children!

This was a friendly competition, to begin with. If someone was dissatisfied, they wouldn't express it directly on the surface.

Song Qiyuan walked towards Ye Siming. He looked handsome and there was still sweat on his forehead.

Song Qiyuan's smile was very cold. "Young Master Ye is indeed skilled. You're indeed as amazing as the rumors say."

Ye Siming looked at him calmly. "You're not bad either."

Usually, it didn't matter who won or lost.

Ye Siming didn't think much of this.

But this time was different.

His gaze swept towards the stands. Gu Nuo'er was still waving her small hands and jumping up and down.