Seeing Chen Yuxin walking away, Mu Xinyi reluctantly left Zhang Song's arms. She did not look at Zhang Song and was ready to leave.
"Sorry, I used you," Zhang Song said apologetically.
"If you really want to apologize and ask for my forgiveness, then you don't need to participate in the competition the day after tomorrow." Mu Xinyi's face had gradually faded, and her eyes were firmly fixed on Zhang Song.
"Well, I think, I can only let you down again." Zhang Song did not agree to Mu Xinyi's request.
"I knew you would say that. I also know that I can't stop you. Good luck." Mu Xinyi smiled. Her smile was as pure and white as a blooming lotus flower.
"Thank you," Zhang Song said gently.
Mu Xinyi seemed to think of something and looked at Zhang Song again. Her face turned red again, and
