Who would have thought, Zhou Li avoided her and casually wiped his sweat with his clothes: "I can do it myself."
Ming Jingru could feel dozens of pairs of eyes behind them staring. Zhou Li's rejection made her feel a bit embarrassed.
But there was nothing she could do about it.
It was obvious that Zhou Li wasn't too fond of being overly close with her.
So, she couldn't keep approaching him anymore.
Thinking of this, Ming Jingru said to Zhou Li, "I was just worried your clothes might not get the sweat off properly."
Not far away, Xu Yuejiao saw this scene and couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh.
So in reality, Zhou Li probably didn't like Ming Jingru either.
He didn't seem to like anyone; this thought brought her inexplicable comfort.
She refocused on watching Luo Haoxuan's match, but this time their department team was clearly at a disadvantage. With only ten minutes left until it ended, the point gap had widened to ten points.
