My sister, whom I raised, has turned evil after faking her death for three years.

When Su Qing pulled Jiang Yi out the door, Jiang Ran was leaning against the wall in the entryway with her arms crossed, looking at her with her eyes slightly narrowed.

Su Qing was all too familiar with that look in his eyes. It wasn't anger; it was as if he saw through something but was too lazy to expose it.

Su Qing turned her face away guiltily, coughed dryly, and grabbed Jiang Yi's sleeve to walk towards the elevator.

Jiang Yi stumbled a step after being pulled by Su Qing, turned around and waved to Jiang Ran, shouting, "I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

Then she turned back, leaned close to Su Qing's ear and whispered, in a tone that suggested she was also an accomplice but was pretending to be innocent, "Sister Su, you looked so guilty just now, Xiao Ran must have noticed."

Su Qing paused, her ears turning slightly red, and stubbornly said, "I have nothing to hide."

"You're just feeling guilty."

"I just walk faster."

"Walking fast and feeling guilty are not mutually exclusive."

The two bickered as they entered the elevator.

Su Qing leaned against the elevator wall, watching the floor numbers jump down one by one. She thought about Jiang Ran's expression before she left. Jiang Ran clearly saw through her little scheme of deliberately leaving her alone with Cui Ying, but she didn't expose her. She just looked at her with a helpless yet indulgent look, as if to say, "Sister, you're doing this again."

Just as Xiao Ran thought, she was indeed using the same old trick, but this was probably the last time.

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Jiang Yi kept talking the whole way in the car.

She gestured as she told Su Qing that she guaranteed the dress she picked out for her would satisfy her.

Su Qing leaned back in the chair next to her, listening to her chatter, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

The mall was packed with people on the weekend, and the two headed straight for the women's clothing section on the third floor.

As soon as Jiang Yi stepped into that territory surrounded by lace and silk, she seemed to switch into professional buyer mode as if a switch had been flipped.

Her sharp gaze swept over the rows of clothes racks, occasionally reaching out to examine the fabric and cut of a particular dress, her expression focused and serious.

Su Qing's appreciation of dresses was about the same as her ability to tell whether there was salt in scrambled eggs with tomatoes, so she consciously handed over the reins to Jiang Yi and quietly stood aside watching her choose.

After selecting a few items, Jiang Yi carried them over to her arms. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she looked up and asked Su Qing, "Sister Su, if I give Xiao Ran jewelry as a birthday present, will she like it?"

Her tone carried a hint of uncertainty and hesitation, her fingers unconsciously stroking the fabric of the dress in her arms, her eyelashes drooping gently.

Seeing her unusually nervous expression, Su Qing reached out and gently ruffled her hair, saying, "You two are good friends, she'll like whatever you give her."

Jiang Yi rubbed her hand against her palm with obvious pleasure, like a kitten whose fur had been stroked, but she muttered and sighed, "If it were given by Sister Su, Xiao Ran would definitely like it, but it's different if it's given by someone else."

Su Qing burst out laughing at the way she rubbed her hand against hers.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, Jiang Yi grabbed Su Qing's hand and raised it to her chest, her big eyes sparkling as she asked, "What gift did Sister Su prepare for Xiao Ran?" As she spoke, she unconsciously leaned forward.

Seeing Jiang Yi scratching her head in frustration due to her curiosity, Su Qing leaned down slightly and approached Jiang Yi's ear, which she had leaned close to.

Jiang Yi held her breath, her eyes gleaming with excitement at the prospect of obtaining crucial intelligence. Su Qing softly uttered two words: "Secret."

Jiang Yi's expression changed from anticipation to frozen in a fraction of a second, and then from frozen to a wronged look of having been tricked.

She grabbed Su Qing's hand and swayed it from side to side, her voice trailing off softly, like a cat with dried fish stuck to its owner's trouser leg, pleading, "Please tell me, please."

Su Qing was shaken so badly that she swayed from side to side, but she managed to keep her balance. She reached out and pinched Su Qing's puffed-up cheek, and said with a smile that she would find out tomorrow.

Just as Su Qing withdrew her hand, a figure brushed past her side, its shoulder bumping into her arm. The force wasn't great, but it happened suddenly.

Su Qing subconsciously took a half step to the side, turned her head and saw a woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a black mask bowing slightly and nodding repeatedly at her. The woman quickly said "I'm sorry" in a hoarse voice that made it almost impossible to tell her age, and then walked away with her head down.

Not long after they entered the mall, Su Qing noticed this person picking out clothes not far away. He was thin, with his hat brim pulled low and a mask covering most of his face. He looked like an ordinary customer who had a cold and was afraid of infecting others.

Jiang Yi frowned as she glanced at the retreating figure, then asked with concern if she had been hurt by the impact.

Su Qing shook her head and casually said, "There are a lot of people in the mall," before turning her attention back to the pile of dresses in Jiang Yi's arms.

What they didn't know was that the person behind them hadn't gone far.

She turned into another row of clothes racks from the same brand, and through the layers of skirts and coats, a pair of eyes under the brim of a hat were staring intently in their direction through the gaps between the racks.

Cui Jiayi's hands were gripping a trench coat on the hanger, her knuckles white and her nails digging deep into her palms.

When she brushed past Su Qing, she even caught a whiff of the faint fragrance emanating from her. It was the kind of insignificant scent that reminded her of the perfumes she used to wear, which cost hundreds of thousands of dollars—perfumes she couldn't afford even a single bottle of now.

Her face was hidden beneath a mask that had been washed until the edges were frayed; her festering skin was oozing pale yellow pus, and every breath she took fermented a nauseating odor inside the mask's damp lining.

She just heard it.

She heard them saying they were going to celebrate that little bitch's birthday, heard Jiang Yi saying he was going to buy her a gift, and heard Su Qing's doting tone when he said "secret" with a smile.

They were laughing, picking out dresses, and discussing what gifts to give each other; they were living a life she could never have.

And what about her? She was disfigured, hunted by the police, and hid in the sewers like a rat that everyone wanted to kill. Even going to a convenience store to buy a loaf of bread required her to squat in a corner for hours until no one was around before she dared to go.

She had nothing left, yet they were still reunited here, celebrating here, continuing to live the good life she had never had.

She looked at Su Qing's profile. That bitch was still so beautiful. Even though she was just wearing the most ordinary white shirt and jeans and standing among a bunch of flashy skirts, she was still so beautiful that she wanted to tear that face to shreds.

If she's destined for hell, then they should also experience what it's like to lose the person they care about most.

Cui Jiayi slowly loosened her grip on the trench coat, smoothed out the wrinkles she had pinched, and then silently retreated into the deeper shadows.

The crowd was still surging, the lights were still bright, and no one noticed that the woman wearing a mask had lingered among the clothes racks, nor did anyone notice the twisted look in her eyes as she left through the side door of the mall.