This weekend, due to a promotional event for the Alchemy Competition that Xia Yinian had just signed up for, she was unexpectedly dragged out the door.
"I only signed up, the preliminaries haven't even started yet."
Xia Yinian, watching Gu Lingqian packing her things, was puzzled: "Why am I involved too?"
"Every year, our Gu Family sponsors the competition significantly, can't I pull some strings for my own girlfriend?"
Gu Lingqian picked up the small backpack, turned back, and said to her: "Let's go, your Master is also willing to let you go and see for yourself."
"Master?" She didn't know about this.
"Just met him yesterday by chance. Didn't he send you a message to let you participate?"
Xia Yinian, stunned by his words, suddenly remembered a serious problem: "I don't have my Master's number."
Gu Lingqian looked at her delicate face and suddenly felt that this girl was so adorably clueless.
