Lu Yan smiled slightly. "It's okay, Sis. My nephew won't look bad even if he loses… Do you know how tough Tuantuan's training is every day…"
Lu Yan knew her daughter well.
Qiao Tuantuan had inherited Lu Yan's iron will and was even more perverse in treating combat and developing military equipment as her greatest hobby.
She was only 12 years old. Back then, when Lu Yan was 12 years old, she didn't seem to have such a steady mind. At that time, she was just a little noisy girl who was being chased around. Qiao Tuantuan, on the other hand, wasn't. She was studying at a high-level military academy in Russia and didn't receive any special treatment because of her status. Instead, her training intensity was stronger than others. Just based on this point alone, Qiao Tuantuan was already a tough woman.
Therefore, Lu Yan felt that it wouldn't look bad for Qin Guoguo to lose to his cousin.
