Qin Yiren hesitated for a moment, extended her little finger for a pinky promise, "You must not go back on what you promised me."
Bo Jinghang smiled gently, obediently hooking his finger with hers.
"Alright, if the police call you for investigation, just say nothing happened, and leave everything else to me."
Qin Yiren nodded obediently, relieved at not having to recount those embarrassing scenes before the police. Feeling relaxed, she was in the mood for small talk, "Jingxing, have you already met Zhao Xiaolu?"
Bo Jinghang lowered his gaze, saying casually, "I met him once, he confessed to everything."
"What about that woman?"
Qin Yiren looked up at him, anxiously pursuing the question, "That day at the hotel, there was a woman... She seemed like a classmate from our Medical University, but I wasn't myself at that time and can't remember what she looked like, but she was the one who brought me to that room."
Bo Jinghang lightly pressed his lips, pondering how to respond.
