Gently pushed away Jing Che.
"Brother Jing Che, it seems something happened outside."
"..." Jing Che also noticed it.
He pulled Ji Junxue up from the sofa and walked towards the room door.
Seeing the bodyguard still at the door.
Jing Che asked indifferently, "What happened?"
The bodyguard respectfully responded, "That young lady just fell from the sixth floor."
Upon hearing this, Jing Che not only wasn't surprised, he even raised an eyebrow, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.
Calmly walking to the railing, he glanced nonchalantly at Gong Siyu sprawled on the ground below.
Beside him, Ji Junxue rushed forward, leaning over the railing to take a look below.
Anxiously asked the bodyguard, "Did she fall by herself?"
"President Ji, she fell while struggling."
"Call the police and an ambulance..."
"No need!" Jing Che calmly interrupted Ji Junxue, his large hand embracing his arm.
"She has done too much wrong, too greedy—this is karma."
