In the direct elevator to a high-end apartment, Jiang Kexin wore a charming white off-shoulder dress, her long hair tied back in a refreshing ponytail, her face lightly made up, radiating vitality.
She was about to meet a friend, a blogger who had promised to help her deal with Tang Xiaowan.
Before she knew it, she had reached the basement level.
Jiang Kexin, carrying a dainty handbag and walking in high heels, approached the underground parking lot with a slight smirk on her lips. Her mood was exceptionally good, having seemingly forgotten the unpleasantness from last night on Chunlei Street.
But as Jiang Kexin walked up to her pink luxury car, her entire body froze.
"Oh my God, my car!"
She looked at the scene before her in astonishment, unable to believe her eyes.
Her expensive luxury car had been completely disfigured, all the windows shattered, the body dented in several places, with countless scratches, and even the roof had not been spared, slashed with a large hole.
