As soon as she spoke in favor of Lan Mu, Zu He deflated like a punctured ball, "Sangsang, if even you are saying this, there's no way Lan Mu would give Weng Mei a chance."
He shrugged his shoulders and sat down disheartened.
They had already agreed, so why did things change so suddenly? He still couldn't calm down, covering his face with his hands, "My little Mei Mei ah..."
Heartache, such sorrow!
Every team member they brought along, not to exaggerate, really was like their own son.
Watching your own son benched, having to reflect for a month or two, truly hurt.
The more he thought about it, the less reconciled he felt. He couldn't help asking Lan Mu again, "It wasn't like this, Lan Mu. Didn't we just agree earlier? You also gave your consent. What made you change your mind all of a sudden?"
"If you're not going to eat, get lost."
Lan Mu was holding a cup in one hand and a phone in the other, head down and not even giving Zu He a glance.
