If she could use Wen Qiqi's forgotten work, that would be excellent. She would not only defeat Weiwei but also establish herself as the more talented daughter of the Xia family.
Her gaze moved toward Weiwei.
"Sister, will you enter?"
"Yes."
"You will be competing against senior students."
"So will you."
"I am only asking because I don't want you to feel disappointed if you aren't selected."
Weiwei smiled.
"You should worry about your own entry."
Xinya's expression stiffened.
One of her classmates hurried to defend her.
"Xinya is only concerned about you. There is no need to be hostile."
"I answered her question. Which part sounded hostile?"
The girl opened her mouth but could not think of an answer.
Lou leaned toward Weiwei.
"White lotuses must attend secret classes. They all speak the same way."
Weiwei almost laughed.
Professor Zhao entered with several instructors, and the lecture hall became quiet.
She placed her materials on the desk.
