Qianxun had only been in the cafeteria for a brief moment when she spotted an opportunity to approach Yang Liuliu, who seemed distracted while getting her food.
"Tell me, who asked you to set me up?" Qianxun asked coldly.
At these words, the tongs in Yang Liuliu's hand loosened sharply, falling back into the dish.
"I... I don't know what you're talking about?" Yang Liuliu replied hastily.
Hearing this, Qianxun scoffed lightly, "You don't think I really know nothing, do you?"
She continued, "With your guts, tossing paper balls in such a competition is risky; one misstep and you could ruin yourself too, so this wasn't likely your own idea."
Such national competitions, if tainted by cheating allegations, could leave a black mark on one's record.
Not only would you be unable to participate in these competitions anymore, but also you'd leave behind a dishonorable page in your history.
Even if Yang Liuliu was jealous of her, she wouldn't gamble with her future like that.
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