Lyra Star Cluster, Lyra Star, Xinjing.
A scream suddenly rang out from an apartment on the top floor of a skyscraper.
A pretty teenage girl threw herself onto the large bed, burying her flushed face deep in the blankets. Her long, straight legs flailed and kicked wildly as she vented the humiliation and fury in her heart.
The personal terminal tossed onto the bedside table kept vibrating with alert after alert, but she had no intention of paying it any attention.
Not until someone lightly knocked on the door. "Tongtong, can Mom come in?"
The girl raised her head and shouted, "I'm going to sleep!"
Yet the person outside did not give up, continuing gently, "I have something to tell you. Don't make Mom worry, okay?"
Though the girl was somewhat rebellious, she was not the willful, selfish sort.
"Xiao Mi, open the door."
She weakly unlocked the door with a voice command.
An elegant, charmingly mature beauty pushed the door open and entered, then sat down beside the girl with a smile.
She reached out and stroked her daughter's hair. Smiling, she said, "Yu Bai contacted me just now. You didn't answer his messages, and he's very worried about you."
"He doesn't need to meddle!"
Tongtong turned her head away in annoyance and huffed, "It's not like I can't accept a loss!"
The mature beauty merely smiled without saying anything.
Tongtong lay there for a while. Perhaps feeling a little embarrassed, she pressed her lips together and said, "Mom, I'm really fine. Dad said victory and defeat are commonplace in war; wherever you fall, that's where you climb back up. I won't admit defeat!"
The mature beauty smiled. "Mm, you're absolutely right. Can you let Mom see the record of your match?"
She truly was rather curious.
Her daughter