"Who is she?" Jiang Man hesitated for a moment, inexplicably panicked.
Could it be that Jiang Man was still a big shot in the dance world?
Impossible, that couldn't be! How could one person be so capable of everything?
"I won't compete with you." Before Wu Yingfan could speak, Jiang Man interrupted.
Jiang Man forced a slight smile, uglier than crying, "Why? Do you look down on me like they do?"
As she spoke those words, her beautiful, deer-like eyes drooped down, pitiful and sensitive.
Jiang Man snorted, "Why say that?"
"If you really respected me, then why not spar with me a bit? Do you think I'm not worthy to compete with you?"
"Jiang Man, Manman is tired. You should stop!" Lu Xingzhou felt sorry for his wife, seeing her sweaty body and her fair cheeks flushed from vigorous exercise, he became instantly irritated.
"Sorry... it's my fault..." Jiang Man tugged at the corner of her mouth, lowering her head to admit her mistake.
