Ye Xian glanced at her watch. Only eight minutes left.
"Even if you don't agree, I'll still compete. Because I'm not like you, I wouldn't trample on someone else's hard work on a whim, let alone destroy someone else's dream for my own selfish desires."
"But I believe President Bo is a smart man, you should be able to weigh what matters more and know how to make the right choices."
The youth before him was like a bright and scorching flame that burned fiercer and brighter, piercing through the thick fog in the man's eyes and scattering the layers of dark clouds.
After speaking, she ran towards the competition arena.
"Ye Xian!"
Behind her, the man's deep and powerful voice called out again.
Turning around, Ye Xian frowned at him. What was he up to now?
Bo Tingshen walked toward her step by step. When he reached her, he extended his hand, and then... gently brushed a lock of hair that had fallen onto her forehead.
"Your hair is messy."
"???" Damn, is he insane?!
