Mu Chengxi lowered his head to look at Wen Xin controlling the characters in the game. His dark eyes narrowed slightly. He was certain that Wen Xin was not suited to play professionally. She did not like to cooperate. She liked to use her own rhythm to drive the rhythm of her teammates. She did not need any support at all.
This kind of person was too independent and completely unsuitable for a team to deal damage in the professional league.
After a round of games, Wen Xin passed her phone to Mu Chengxi. "Help me bring them to play a round. I'll go to the bathroom first."
Wen Xin suddenly felt that her stomach wasn't feeling too well. She calculated the date and figured that it should be the day of her relatives 'visit.
After Wen Xin left, Mu Chengxi stared blankly at the spot where Wen Xin had just sat. He pulled a pillow over and covered the plum blossom-colored mark.
