Qin Jianxi glanced at the sentence she typed and felt that it was a little strange.
"When did I help Zhu Jing?"
Then, her expression became more and more impatient. She said, "I'll say this again. Whether it's you, your son, whether you're with the Qin family or Zhu Jing, none of them have anything to do with me. I won't get involved in anything between you, so don't come looking for me again."
When Zhu Zhongjun heard her words, she was stunned for a moment. Then, she quickly typed out a row of words. She asked, "Didn't you help Qin Jianfei?"
"No, I told you, I won't get involved in anything between you two." Zhu Jing's family had brought pain to the original owner of the body, and she had given them what they deserved.
Therefore, these people had nothing to do with her now. She did not owe them anything.
