It was June, and by six in the morning, it was already quite bright.

The track field was sparsely populated, with just a few burly men doing their morning exercises. However, one person stood out—she wasn’t a muscular man but a stunning girl.

She wore a black Adidas tracksuit, her smooth black hair tied in a ponytail that swayed behind her with each step. Her fair face bore delicate features, untouched by makeup, giving her a cold and otherworldly aura.

Even though her loose tracksuit didn’t highlight her figure, she had an undeniable charm that could captivate anyone with just her looks. Every step she took made her ponytail bounce, adding to her charm.

The men exercising couldn’t help but glance at her, their eyes filled with undisguised admiration. To them, such a beautiful, fitness-loving girl was nothing short of a goddess.

Then, they saw the goddess jogging over to a man and stopping in front of him. The men’s faces darkened with jealousy.

…

“What are you doing here?” Jia Ting jogged up to Qin Luo, her expression curious.

She had been running, so her breathing was slightly heavy, causing her chest to rise and fall. Although it wasn’t hot yet in June, her forehead was covered in a sheen of sweat, sticking her hair to her face and giving her a delicate blush.

Her face looked as sweet and charming as a soft snow skin cake. Anyone else would be stunned by her looks and aura.

[Target: Jia Ting]

[Character Setting: Perfectionist]

[Can be pursued]

This was the information the system had detected when Qin Luo first saw Jia Ting. However, this detection only happened after encountering Ji Yan. In terms of beauty and aura, Jia Ting was on par with Ji Yan. If Qin Luo had met Jia Ting first, the 99 confessions might never have happened. To pursue a perfectionist, a different approach was needed.

Confessing 99 times might not work, and even 999 times might not be enough. But with the right method, one confession could suffice.

Of course, this was Qin Luo’s former way of thinking. The old Qin Luo was gone, replaced by the emotionless gold miner Qin Luo.

“Same as you, morning exercise,” Qin Luo said.

Jia Ting blinked, “But I’ve never seen you here before.”

She was used to morning runs and came every day unless something else came up. Yet, she had never seen Qin Luo before.

Qin Luo smiled, “Just a sudden whim, starting from today.”

“Oh,” Jia Ting nodded, though she didn’t entirely believe him. She looked at Qin Luo with a hint of suspicion.

She thought perhaps Qin Luo wanted to continue his development with Ji Yan and was using her as a bridge. Knowing she came here every day, he could be trying to approach her to express his intentions toward Ji Yan.

Yes, this was very likely. Given how forceful he had been before, it would be awkward to be seen with Ji Yan directly. Men cared about their face, so he wanted to achieve his goal through her.

Heh, men could be cunning. But too bad, his scheme had been seen through!

Jia Ting felt she had grasped the truth and couldn’t help but smile slightly. However, after a while, she realized things weren’t unfolding as she had imagined.

Qin Luo didn’t mention Ji Yan at all and instead started exercising directly.

Jia Ting thought he might not want to bring it up abruptly, so he decided to run a couple of laps first. She cooperated, pretending not to suspect anything, and ran beside him.

Then, one lap, two laps, three laps…

On the 400-meter track, three laps totaled 1,200 meters. For an adult, this distance wasn’t much. Even for someone who rarely exercised, they could grit their teeth and finish, though not easily.

But Qin Luo’s performance surprised Jia Ting.

Under her keen observation, she noticed his running posture was perfect. His leg movements, arm swings, and breathing rhythm all resembled a regular runner’s. After three laps, he was only slightly out of breath, his steps steady, and his speed unchanged, as if three laps were just a warm-up.

It would be impossible to reach this level without regular running. As an experienced runner, Jia Ting was sure of this.

Did he run regularly? But she had never seen him on the track before…

Maybe he worked out in a gym? Jia Ting wondered, falling into deep thought.

Because she realized Qin Luo seemed genuinely there just to run. Lap after lap, she struggled to keep up with his pace, but he kept running. And he hadn’t said a word.

While it was true that one shouldn’t talk while running, wasn’t this his chance to approach her and get information about Ji Yan? Why hadn’t he mentioned her yet?

Qin Luo had no idea what Jia Ting was thinking. If he did, he would surely advise her: “Girl, don’t let your imagination run wild.”

Jia Ting’s thoughts were just her own assumptions. Qin Luo was genuinely there to exercise.

After receiving the bracelet’s buff, he wanted to take advantage of it and develop a habit of working out. It had benefits, like building a stronger body and looking confident at the pool or beach with eight-pack abs.

After all, who didn’t love a guy with eight-pack abs?

Moreover, Qin Luo found exercising enjoyable. He loved the feeling of running effortlessly, gradually becoming immersed in it, and forgetting about the girl following him.

But suddenly, he heard a gasp from behind…