Jian Ran hadn't moved yet when she saw Qiao Li approaching.
That was fine; it saved her the trouble of going to look for her.
She watched as Qiao Li approached with a stride that recognized no kin.
Jian Ran stood still.
"Jian Ran, you've come at just the right time, saving me the trouble of finding you. You've heard the news, too, haven't you?" Qiao Li said with pride, her slightly upturned lips brimming with a mocking smile.
"What news? The news of you making it to the finals?" Jian Ran responded indifferently.
So she really doesn't know anything yet, but that's fine, she'll get an even bigger "surprise" later.
"Hmph! At least you're well-informed!" Qiao Li huffed.
"Qiao Li, don't you feel any shame? Entering a competition with someone else's work." Jian Ran countered, feeling the other woman's skin was thick to the extreme.
