Chapter 360: He Was Just Wishing Her Good Luck

The lounge, where the atmosphere had been somewhat tense, suddenly changed in tone due to the appearance of Li Beijue.

Everyone's attention was entirely on the two of them, their faces filled with undisguised expressions of gossip.

Jiang Baobao sighed helplessly in her heart and had just intended to speak when, the next second—

"The match starts in 40 minutes; do you still have time to be laughing and joking? Why don't you hurry up and discuss the new tactics you've practiced?"

Shen Lingfeng had listened silently for a long time, but in the end, he spoke up with a subtle mood.

Hearing this, several team members immediately restrained themselves, hurriedly and obediently turned around, grabbed their equipment, and sat on the sofa to discuss tactics.

Jiang Baobao couldn't help but shake her head with amusement: "As expected, I've been managing things too little lately; your words are still more effective..."

"Boss! I am still loyal to you!"

Xiao Ding suddenly raised his head to interject, then quickly lowered his head again to continue discussing tactics.

Jiang Baobao couldn't help but chuckle for a moment.

Shen Lingfeng, however, turned his head to look at Li Beijue and said indifferently: "Mr. Li, although you are the largest investor in Star, according to the rules, personnel unrelated to the Team itself are not allowed backstage during the competition. The match is about to start; wouldn't it be better for you to go wait in the spectator area first?"

The corners of Shen Lingfeng's lips curled slightly, still wearing that breezy, pleasant expression, yet there was not a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Li Beijue did not speak; his deep eyes met the eyes hidden behind Shen Lingfeng's lenses, and a flash of dark light quickly crossed his gaze.

This person called Shen Lingfeng... seemed to have great hostility toward him.

He had already sensed it the first time they met.

It was just that now, it was exceptionally obvious.

Li Beijue snorted coldly in his heart and was just about to speak when he heard Jiang Baobao also say: "Right, the match is about to start. You take the three of them to the spectator area to sit first; I've saved the best seats for you. Just go straight to the middle of the first row in a while."

As Jiang Baobao spoke, she casually pulled open the door to the training room, clearly intending to "chase people away."

Li Beijue nodded, said nothing more, and took the initiative to walk toward the doorway.

Mobai and Yanbao pushed Tiantian, who was sitting in a small wheelchair, and spoke up to cheer for Jiang Baobao: "Mommy and brothers, good luck! You will definitely win today's match!"

"Right! Just wait and see!"

Several team members responded loudly.

Jiang Baobao also nodded with a smile and personally saw the group out the door.

At the doorway, Li Beijue suddenly said: "By the way, I have something I want to tell you."

"Hm?" Jiang Baobao replied reflexively, looking at him in confusion.

Immediately after, she saw Li Beijue crook his finger, seemingly signaling her to move closer.

"What is it?" A flash of confusion crossed Jiang Baobao's eyes, but she still obediently leaned her ear over.

The next second—

The pleasant scent of the man rushed toward her, and his magnetic voice, carrying a tingling sensation, fell against her ear.

"Nothing much, just wanted to say... good luck with the match."

Li Beijue's voice was low and deep. After finishing, he took the initiative to pull back, his gaze sweeping nonchalantly past Jiang Baobao to meet the eyes of Shen Lingfeng, who was looking over.

"Li Beijue, you!"

Jiang Baobao hadn't expected him to be so mysterious just to say this to her, and she was suddenly fuming.

Li Beijue, however, had already turned and left with the three little ones.

Watching the three walk away, Jiang Baobao turned back into the lounge and slammed the door shut.

"Oh... Boss, what secret words did the sugar daddy just whisper to you?"

Ano asked in a snide tone.

Jiang Baobao immediately shot him a glare!

The next second—dead silence.

Jiang Baobao swept a look of annoyance at the group, then turned and sat down, but her previously steady mood was now somewhat in disarray.

When did this guy Li Beijue learn this trick?

He actually knew how to... flirt?

These two words suddenly popped into Jiang Baobao's mind, and her whole body couldn't help but feel a slight tingle.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Flirt, my foot!

It was more like she had been teased by that guy!

It was just saying good luck!

Did he have to lean so close!

Jiang Baobao thought of the man's low voice again, and her earlobes suddenly turned burning hot.

"Baobao?"

Shen Lingfeng's voice suddenly rang out, instantly pulling back Jiang Baobao's wandering thoughts.

"Hm? What is it?"

Jiang Baobao replied hurriedly.

Immediately after, she heard the person in front of her looking at her with some concern, asking in a low voice: "What did... Li Beijue say to you just now? Did it affect your mood?"

"Ah?" Jiang Baobao paused for a moment, then hurriedly answered: "Nothing, he just wished me good luck in the match. Who knows why that guy had to be so mysterious..."

Hearing this, Shen Lingfeng's gaze flickered for an instant; he didn't speak, but his eyes grew a few shades darker.

Just a blessing...

Why did he have to get so close?

Or was it that... Baobao didn't want to tell him what he had said?

Shen Lingfeng's vision was filled with the provocative look Li Beijue had given him just moments ago, and he subconsciously clenched his fist slightly.

Jiang Baobao also looked at the person in front of her with some confusion, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.

It seemed like Ling Feng had been in a bad mood since just a moment ago...

And also...

Although people were not allowed to enter the competition backstage at will, given Li Beijue's status, no one could stop him anyway.

But the way he had so decisively driven people away just now did not seem like his usual style...

Just as Jiang Baobao was thinking this, she heard someone knock on the door.

"Star Team, you may go on stage for the final adjustments."

The staff member said from outside the door.

Jiang Baobao hurriedly agreed, led her team members to check the equipment one last time, and then walked out of the lounge.

Not far away, the screams of fans had already erupted inside the competition venue.

Immediately following that was the sound of the host introducing the Shadow Team.

"Damn! They actually went out before us?"

Xiao Ding muttered unhappily.

Jiang Baobao immediately replied calmly: "What is there to argue about? Besides, the powerful ones are usually saved for last; those who go out first are usually cannon fodder."

Hearing this, the few of them couldn't help but laugh.

One minute later—

Screams that almost overturned the venue resounded through the entire arena once again.

As soon as Jiang Baobao and Shen Lingfeng appeared with the members of Star Team, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The figures of the few were projected onto the big screen; those who didn't know better would have thought they were a group of handsome male and beautiful female models.

"Coming up next is the team we voted for earlier, the most anticipated team of the year—Star Team!"

The host's voice resounded through the entire arena.

The camera on the big screen also very dutifully swept across the face of each team member, finally settling on Jiang Baobao's face.

Today she was wearing a rather formal tailored suit skirt, and her hair had been specially styled with slight curls at the ends, making her look mature and full of momentum; with an unstoppable air, she walked toward the Star Team's seats without changing her expression.

Li Beijue's gaze was tightly locked onto the figure on the screen, as if infected by the surrounding cheers, his mood higher than it had ever been.

That was the woman he loved.

At this moment, she was shining under the spotlight, leading the team she was so proud of.