"You said it's useless for Mu Zechuan to ask for that land?"

Lin Yixiang smiled but did not answer: "Who do you want to win now?"

He Jiayin fell silent.

She looked at the archery field, where Mu Zechuan and An Jincheng were already standing, ready to shoot.

Who does she want to win?

If there were no conflicts of interest, she would of course hope that Mu Zechuan would win.

However, she knew that Mu Zechuan was just fighting for a piece of useless land just to vent his anger, so...

Just hearing two whooshing sounds, Mu Zechuan and An Jincheng shot their first arrows respectively.

The clerk holding up the sign said: "Mr. Mu, ten rings. Mr. An, ten rings!"

Wang Ju applauded and cheered: "Okay! It's really wonderful!"

Mu Zechuan snorted coldly, looked at He Jiayin, pulled out an arrow from the quiver at his waist, put it on the bow string, and with another whoosh sound, the arrow still stabbed into the bullseye steadily.

"Mr. Mu, ten rings!"

An Jincheng smiled, took up a bow and shot an arrow, and it was also ten rings.

The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly tense, and He Jiayin held the hem of her clothes tightly.

She was afraid that Mu Zechuan would win, but she was also afraid that he would not win.

If he wins, he will be very proud, but the land south of the city is useless to Tianyi and may become a burden.

If he doesn't win, although it will be good for the company, Mu Zechuan will lose face and may take his anger out on her.

But the two men at the archery range didn't know He Jiayin was worried.

They were evenly matched and the competition was hearty.

In the end, all ten feather arrows in the quiver were shot, and there was no winner.

He Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief. Since we couldn't tell the winner, it was best.

However, Mu Zechuan's archery skills still surprised her. She thought that when he first entered the field, his arrow just hit the bull's-eye by chance, but she didn't expect that he could hit the target with every shot!

Lin Yixiang smiled and said, "You didn't know, did you? Your husband used to be in the United States and won the United States Championship!"

"Amateur competition?"

"No, it's a professional competition!"

He Jiayin sighed softly.

There are many things about Mu Zechuan that she doesn't know or understand.

He has been in the United States for ten years. What happened during these ten years? What kind of life does he live? Is it happy or hard?

Why did he suddenly return to Annan City ten years later and suddenly propose to marry her?

She knows nothing.

She only knew that she had been watching him for ten years.

"It's incredible, you two, your archery skills are simply better than those of professional players!" Wang Ju stood up and applauded: "It's just that there is no winner, here..."

"We can compete again!" Mu Zechuan put down the bow and arrow in his hand: "An Jincheng, we will block the ground with our lives, do you dare?"

"What do you mean?" An Jincheng frowned.

"We stand in front of the target respectively, with an apple on our head, and choose one person present to shoot the apple. Whoever gets the apple shot off his head wins." Mu Zechuan approached He.

Jiayin, pulled her to his side: "I choose her to cum."

"Mu Zechuan, you are kidding with your life! I won't participate!"

"If you don't participate, you are admitting defeat!" Mu Zechuan said.

Tang Qiaoen saw Mu Zechuan holding He Jiayin in his arms, and felt strong jealousy in her heart. She walked towards An Jincheng: "Brother Jincheng, if you can trust me, I can help you."
Chapter completed!