The Bet

"It's not up to you to decide if she can participate in the competition." He Miao frowned and walked over to help up the girl who was squatting on the ground, not caring about the glass shards that had cut her hand. She also tried her best to protect her perfume.

"Who are you? Is it your business? Does it have anything to do with you?" The taller girl raised her head arrogantly, and her followers quickly surrounded her, confronting He Miao and Xu Meng.

The people by the lake had already gathered to watch. The girl who was being bullied timidly pulled on He Miao's sleeve. "Sister, forget it. There are more and more people here. You should leave quickly."

Xu Meng comforted her. "Don't worry. Which school are you from? What year is she in?"