Xing Jiuan began to get busy.
It was not necessary for her to be busy, but she began to be more active in various competitions.
She won many awards under various pseudonyms.
"Jiuan, what do you want all these for? If you're not busy, can't you just rest at home?" Ou Qi asked her.
Xing Jiuan only looked at the cabinet that she had specially placed in the study room. It contained all kinds of medals and trophies. "It looks nice."
"I think the medal for being an international coach for outstanding agents looks better. Why don't you get one of those instead?"
"You can't show off that."
"…" Ou Qi was speechless against that.
As her phone rang, Xing Jiuan walked to the side to answer the call.
"Ninth Senior Brother."
It was Lin Feng.
The man on the other end of the line had a bitter expression on his face. Xing Jiuan could feel his sadness even through the phone.
"What's wrong, Senior Brother?"
