Yin Jing and Cheng Yanying gathered in the corridor, neither of them took their bags, and prepared to sneak out.
Their daughter was slapped hard in the face after school yesterday. If it was really done by that fat B!tch Ruan Wen, they would tear her apart today.
The two were waiting for the elevator, determination written all over their faces.
If that fat woman was not Ruan Wen, she might be the helper called by that little B!tch Lin Zitong, so she would have to be taught a lesson.
At this time, the elevator door opened, and two middle-aged women with noble temperaments walked out. They looked like people in the system.
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