Jiang Ruan looked around and noticed only some club members chatting idly, Yun Qianshu was nowhere to be seen.
She sat in her chair and checked the time.
Where had she gone?
But that girl often participated in these races, it seemed she didn't need to worry much. She only had to think about what to do when she took the stage. This was a knock-out competition, eight people from the current round would probably advance to the next round, and so on.
It had been a while since she wore this competition suit, tightly hugging her figure, perfectly outlining her curves. Jiang Ruan had a proportionally great body, long legs, slim waist, incredibly graceful lines, yet there was an extra hint of masculinity that most girls didn't have. She didn't seem frail or weak; she was both cool and gorgeous.
She put her helmet aside and took out her phone to check the time; it was 4:30 PM.
During this time, Fu Chi would be very busy and thus would not know where she was.