"I wish you success with your heart's desire." Gu Shaocheng said with a knowing smile. He smirked at her clueless expression, one hand wrapped around her, the other casually sent a text message:
[Find a way. I want Chenxing to come first in the 800 meters race.]
Once the text was sent, he put away his phone. His one-armed hold around her changed to a full embrace. The smile on his lips began to broaden. He continued to watch the competition with her, unknowing to her that Yan Fengchi, who received the command, had silently left at some point.
Luo Xi glanced at her silly sister and connected the dots between Gu Shaocheng's text and Yan Fengchi's exit. She sighed inwardly. Her sister stood no chance against such a clever opponent - how could she even compete?
Luo Xi chuckled and decided to stay out of it. There was no need to create enemies for herself, especially not ones as cunning as Gu Shaocheng!
