Being Targeted
"Fine, fine. What's with the big reaction?" Zhao Anqi pursed her lips and grumbled, "I'm going to be helping you guys for the team competition, but you're not even willing to fulfil my simple conditions."
Zhou Mingrui retorted rather fiercely, "If you don't agree, we can terminate our contract right now. You can do whatever you want for the team competition!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Anqi hurriedly said, "Please don't. I was just kidding. Don't mind me and my jokes~." Thinking about her annoying relatives, Zhao Anqi shuddered disdainfully and quickly tried to smooth things over with the two of them.
"Alright, let's stop joking around. It's time to focus on our general strategy and coordination for tomorrow's competition." Yan Wuyue interrupted.
"I'm okay with anything. I'll just do whatever you guys ask me to do. Unlike you, I don't have the brains to be a combat commander." Zhao Anqi shrugged.
