After school, Qin Churou didn't pay attention to the school forum. Naturally, she didn't know that the police were looking for Zhao Jia.
Qin Churou frowned. "I got it. I'll help you."
Zhao Jia's worried heart was slightly relieved, but she was still worried. She urged, "Churou, hurry up."
Qin Churou was impatient. "Got it."
Qin Churou hung up the call with Zhao Jia and casually threw her phone on the bed.
Her heart couldn't calm down for a long time, and her hands trembled slightly.
She was also involved in this matter. Would it be traced back to her?
No, it wouldn't be. She had done it very secretly. No one would know!
Qin Churou had always indicated to Zhao Jia to help her do things, and this was the first time Qin Churou had personally acted.
Qin Churou was quite afraid. If they found out that she was involved in this matter, she was afraid that others would hate her, and that Qin Hai would also find out.
