Song Qiao and Ning Wan lived on the sixth floor, not too high nor too low. Just as they entered the elevator and were about to close the doors, they heard an anxious "Wait a moment."
Song Qiao quickly pressed the elevator's open door button, and as the doors stopped closing and began to open slowly, a figure immediately rushed in, followed by a pleasant female voice that said, "Thank you!"
Song Qiao turned towards the sound and saw a young woman dressed in sportswear, her hair tied into a high ponytail, exuding youthful beauty, with a light sheen of sweat on her face and a towel draped over her neck. It was apparent that the girl had just returned from a run as she turned to Song Qiao and smiled.
Just as Song Qiao's gaze was about to shift away, she noticed the girl's eyes fixate on Lu Jingchen, then widen in a look of startled astonishment.
Without changing her expression, a thought flashed through Song Qiao's mind – this girl knows Lu Jingchen.
