After paying, Qiao Jing picked up her belongings and headed toward the elevator near the staircase.
The closest elevator to this floor was the same one, and Lou Xinrou, Jiang Ling, and Qiao Jing were all going in the same direction.
Lou Xinrou's gloomy gaze fixed on Qiao Jing's retreating figure.
She had long harbored dissatisfaction with the other woman's figure and face, both of which she couldn't match.
As they approached the staircase, Qiao Jing's bottle of folic acid pills suddenly came into Lou Xinrou's view.
The thought of Qiao Jing carrying Zhan Qipei's child resurfaced in her mind.
A malicious thought crept into Lou Xinrou's heart as she passed by Jiang Ling and Qiao Jing.
Push Jiang Ling down the stairs, then pin the blame on Qiao Jing.
"Jiang Ling, let's go downstairs and see if there's anything else," she said.
Jiang Ling hummed in agreement, brushing past Qiao Jing, who was about to enter the elevator.
Just then!