That Day When I Got Married to My Boss at the Blind Date

This team secured the runner-up position in the Spring Championship and emerged as champions in the Fall Championship that year. Given their peak form, they were expected to win.

As expected, in the following two rounds, ST didn’t give HQ a chance to catch their breath. With a four-to-zero victory, they clinically secured the championship. The commentator passionately exclaimed, “Congratulations ST! Their double victory this year is well-deserved!”

The arena instantly erupted in cheers, and the champion’s theme song blasted in the background.

A group of young boys raised the trophy together as a shower of golden confetti rained down, gently falling upon their heads and shoulders.

Subconsciously, Helena curved her lips into a smile. When she looked to the side, she noticed that the woman who had been holding the child had already left.

As she stepped out of the venue, Helena happened to see the same woman walking in the light. She was holding the child’s hand, her silhouette radiating a cheerful aura as she headed to the backstage area reserved for the contestants.

Meanwhile, in the only barbecue restaurant in Sumanthova, a woman pushed the door open. The chill she allowed in from outside caused everyone inside to shiver. “Oh, we’ve been waiting for you. You’re wearing too little.”

She chuckled in response. “Congratulations on winning the double championships.”

please come in. Oh, who do we have here? Grape, do you

private room, calling out, “I

entire barbecue restaurant was reserved by ST, filling both its floors. The warmth emanating from the

aside, and the table was in a state of disarray. They were all boys around seventeen or eighteen years

Grape’s voice, everyone fell silent for a moment, then burst into laughter. “Grape

milk bottle in her hands, ambled forward and threw herself into the arms of one of the boys, sweetly

by the window, who was watching with a smile. He looked

pushed the door open. Her skin was fair, and her appearance youthful. Standing before them, she didn’t seem old

Jo,” everyone

there was Josie, her features largely unchanged. Yet the added warmth she exuded

phone in one hand, Michael rolled up his sleeve, revealing his slender and fair wrist. “Ms. Jo, come sit over here

engaged in lively conversations, while others played with the little girl,