The young racers are all ready, the go-kart's mini engines have started, and a rhythmic buzzing fills the arena.
Bursts of noise coupled with the heatwave exacerbated Wen Wanzi's irritability.
Compared to her own two darlings, her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Sister Wang and the chubby boy.
The starting order was arranged based on the previous test results, with Bao Lin in first and Wen Mu closely following behind.
The chubby boy was in fifth place, his little hands clutching the steering wheel tightly, so much so that his shoulders trembled unconsciously.
The child was also nervous.
And on the sidelines, Sister Wang watched the chubby boy with a look of frustration as if about to breathe fire.
Wen Wanzi's heart was tightly clenched.
Even though she might be naive, she could still tell that the chubby boy was surely under his mother's orders to sabotage Bao Lin.