Bab 69: The Eve Of The Competition

"That's right, goddess. You don't have to go to this extent for me." Xu Meng looked at He Miao guiltily and sighed. "Why don't I talk to uncle and let's forfeit tomorrow's match?"

Forfeiting was better than losing the competition and never being able to make perfumes again, right?

In her mind, although He Miao had some skills in making perfumes, there was definitely a gap between her and Zhou Nan, who had studied for a few years.

She bit her lip and cursed Zhou Nan in her heart.

"Don't worry," He Miao patted her best friend's hand in comfort, then turned to the girl who was bullied. "Your perfume has been spilled. Do you have a spare one?"

The girl did not want to involve the two of them, so she nodded and smiled. "I do. You guys better go back and prepare for the competition. Zhou Nan is really difficult to deal with."