Ski Into Love (Hush, the king is hibernating) [Requested]

Part 110

Chapter 110: FS Cork 2520

"Can't you choose a different stage name?"

"No."

"Please change it."

"You wanted something romantic."

"This isn't the kind of romance I had in mind. You could just buy me a Mach board. Or say you're entering competitions to win me a Mach. Or that you're working hard to get a Gary sponsorship... None of those work?"

Wei Zhi felt suffocated.

"It's 2120. Can't you be a little more up-to-date?"

"'Romantic' is originally a Renaissance-era loanword. You use it and then complain it's old-fashioned?"

"........"

Wei Zhi turned her head bewilderedly to look at the man, finding him focused on his phone.

After a pause, she asked, "Are you looking up 'romantic' online?"

"Yes, I'm being thorough," he replied, putting away his phone nonchalantly.

"If I place in the competition, I can ask for a Gary sponsorship, then get you a Mach board. The logic is sound. What's your issue?"

"My issue?"

"Yes."

"I... you!"

Wei Zhi wanted to ask if he was looking for a fight.

"You plan to use 'Shan You Mu' as your name to get a Gary sponsorship?"

"Is that a problem?"

"What did Gary do to deserve such punishment?"

Wei Zhi rubbed her face tiredly.

"Maybe I should just buy it myself. Don't enter the competition. If people find out you're participating in an amateur event to save 10,000 on a board, it'll be embarrassing. They'll mock you—"

She played her trump card.

Unexpectedly, the man removed his face guard and smiled gently at her.

"It's fine. I've made up my mind. Losing a bit of face for you is nothing."

Wei Zhi was speechless.

"A board earned through your boyfriend's labor might make you appreciate it more, practice more seriously, and focus on proper edge control instead of constantly trying to unscrew it."

"........"

He was truly irritating.

Wei Zhi wanted to hit him, and she did, not holding back at all.

By now, they had reached the parking lot, playfully bickering.

The ski resort was closed, and most visitors had left.

The lot was deserted except for Shan Chong's car and a few vehicles that appeared to be long-term residents.

Shan Chong unlocked the car.

As Wei Zhi reached for the door, he helped her, easily lifting her by the hips and placing her in the passenger seat.

Adjusting her seatbelt, she glanced at the man below.

He stated flatly, "You seemed to have trouble getting in this afternoon."

Wei Zhi fell silent.

She sat in the passenger seat, curled up like a squirrel, staring intently at her toes...