"I do care about the competition, I truly have a special situation!" Luo Xiaoqian lifted her face, locking eyes with Lin Luoshi’s gaze, her tone no longer humble, "Being late is my fault, and I am willing to accept punishment, but Director Lin, you have no right to stop me from competing!"
She was never truly a weak person, she just didn’t want to cause trouble.
When someone challenged her bottom line, her rebound spirit would show itself immediately.
For this competition, how much had she sacrificed, and these past few days, for the sake of the next round, how tirelessly had she practiced?
By what right, did Lin Luoshi forbid her from competing.
"Who says I don’t have the right?" Lin Luoshi asked coldly in return.
"I do!"
That single word, yet it was imbued with a powerful aura and an unquestionable decisiveness.
Lin Luoshi was the first to turn her head, looking in the direction from where the voice came, wanting to see who had the courage to talk to her like that. Everyone else, without exception, also turned their gazes toward the newcomer.
Only Luo Xiaoqian stood still without moving.
Because without needing to look back, she knew who it was, although he had spoken only one word, she had already determined it was him—Leng Zimo.
Leng Zimo casually walked down the aisle between the stands, one hand in his pocket, and stopped beside Luo Xiaoqian.
"President Leng, you’re here?" Lin Luoshi began with an awkward smile, "You misunderstand, I actually wasn’t trying to chase her away..."
Honestly, within the Beijing Competition Area, apart from Shen Xinyi, Luo Xiaoqian was undoubtedly the one with the strongest abilities. Lin Luoshi knew that she was a promising talent that the company valued, and of course, she wouldn’t really send her away, she just wanted to scare her a bit.
"You can leave now!" Leng Zimo said.



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