Xu Jiali looked a little hurt when she heard what Xie Fu Yao said, and she pouted.
"Does the team leader mean to give me away to Team 1?"
Xie Fu Yao offered a faint, picturesque smile for the camera. "Xu Jiali, that's not what I meant. 'Give away' is such a strong word. Beibei's leg is still bothering her, isn't it? It's not really fair for her and Zhang Jingxing—just the two of them—to be up against the four of us. If you're willing to help them out, then please do. If not, I won't force you. All right?"
Even though Xie Fu Yao was smiling, Xu Jiali could sense the displeasure in his voice.
"I'll pass on just 'helping out.' But if you're transferring me to Team 1, I'll agree to that. Do the rest of you agree?"
Though she looked aggrieved, Xu Jiali turned to look at Meng Xiaoyi and Zhao Qi.
Meng Xiaoyi smiled like a delicate flower. "Of course I agree. My heart goes out to Beibei with her injury. It'll only feel fair to us if you go over."
