Competition

Shi Man returned to the office for a while before Zhang Rui arrived with wet hair.

Fang Mo was slightly stunned to see her drenched appearance. He hurriedly took his towel and went up to her. "What's wrong? It's not raining outside!"

Zhang Rui rolled her eyes at Shi Man fiercely and pushed away Fang Mo's hand that was holding the towel. "It's none of your business."

Had she eaten dynamite? Fang Mo's good intentions were treated as ill intentions. He immediately returned to his seat angrily and stopped caring about Zhang Rui.

Shi Man did not even look at her, as if this had nothing to do with her.

However, even if Shi Man did not look up, the sharp gaze behind her could not be ignored.

When it was Shi Man's turn to train in the afternoon, the students led by Yue Ming raised their heads curiously, wanting to hear Shi Man explain the process of completing the mission yesterday.