The succeeding days went in a blur.
The sports fest at Xue Shipping continued successfully until the teams had collected respective points and wins. Expectantly, the yellow team – Xue Guangxi's team – had been on the lead towards the championship.
In one of the Xue family's dinners, Zhao Feiyan had been happily and proudly bragging about it, only to be shot by Master Xue with such a hurtful, sarcastic comment. "If he's that capable, then he should have done it with more serious matters other than just games and sports! In the company, for example!"
Xue Guangxi could only let it pass since he valued peace. His father was right, anyway. So he thought to himself while fisting his hands under the table, 'Just wait and see. I will make something relevant out of myself. I will prove myself.'
