"Whether you like it or not, I'm going to compete with Qiao Jing."
She wished to show Young Master Zhan that a useless vase like Qiao Jing wasn't even half as good as her.
Lou Xinrou saw Ye Linglong getting ready to compete, and she followed suit.
She had been eager to compete with Qiao Jing all along, wanting to utterly humiliate her in front of everyone.
Qiao Jing had outperformed her a few times before, but that was mere luck; this time at golf, she was certain she could do it!
Although she was only above average, dealing with a layman like Qiao Jing was a piece of cake.
Both of them walked onto the field, standing on either side of Qiao Jing and picked up their golf clubs.
Ye Linglong weighed the golf club in her hand and glanced at Qiao Jing.
"Qiao Jing, want to compete?"
Lou Xinrou also picked up a club at the same time, displaying a seemingly friendly smile on her face.
