Although Chen Rou wore a long dress and was draped in a suit jacket, looking entirely luxurious, Xiao Zhang was a senior colonel who had never missed a day of the fifteen-month intensive training program. Her intuition was never wrong, and her judgment was impeccable. It was definitely her; it had to be her.
For Xiao Zhang, this was a significant shock. Back in the capital, when the two had competed, Chen Rou’s only edge over her had been her skill with throwing darts.
Even though that brief glimpse had been fleeting—like catching a leopard through a crack in a tube—Xiao Zhang had deduced that Chen Rou’s life in Hong Kong was far more exciting and thrilling than she could have ever imagined. Naturally, this solidified her own desire to study abroad.
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