Irish froze, "Boyfriend? What? I think you're mistaken."
The person in charge of the sponsors laughed kindly. "Isn't he the one who won the horse race? There's nothing to be ashamed of, little girl."
Before the words were spoken, Irish's mind had turned around for a while, and finally, Joseph walked out of the room without saying a word. "You mean he looked for you?"
"Yes, he said today is the first hundred days of you together and hoped the organizers would be kind enough to let you two play together and he could spend the most meaningful day with you. As you can see, the last round was a one-man race, and only you were special. If your boyfriend hadn't come to us, we wouldn't have let you finish the race."
Her heart began to beat irregularly again, and her cheeks turned pink. She subconsciously looked in Joseph's direction, who was talking with Leo. Against the light, his tall figure was dragged behind.
