Mentioning these things, Liu Bingyun felt a frustrating sense of anxiety.
After all, following Qiao Dongdong's disruptions, she had lost all confidence in tomorrow's competition.
Wang Xiaolong knew Liu Bingyun's thoughts well and understood that no matter what he said or explained, it would be useless now.
After a moment's thought, he stepped forward, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Relax, do what you need to do. No matter what happens, I will definitely help you till the end."
"Why would you go to such lengths to help me?" she asked.
"Because you're pretty, is that okay?"
Liu Bingyun shook her head, "I'm not joking. I'm asking you very seriously."
Wang Xiaolong laughed, "I'm not joking either! Although your figure is a bit lacking, your face is really quite beautiful,
and you know, men, we like to talk face to face. To win a beauty's smile, I'll help you."
