"Whether it was good or bad depended on whom she had killed."
As she spoke, she reminded Su Qiao again, "Still, we'd better be more careful lately. I'm afraid we might get dragged into something and end up implicated."
"Mm." Su Qiao nodded.
Host, what do you think would happen if they found out that the person who committed the murder was you? Do you think they'd be scared to death?
Su Qiao did not respond.
Because Sister Jin had arrived.
She had not come for any other reason. She wanted Su Qiao to serve as a temporary instructor at the club, teaching the girls who danced there and helping them create some distinctive dances.
With someone else's roof over her head, she had to bow down. Su Qiao still needed this identity for now, so she could only take up the post.
To create new dances, they would obviously need new dance costumes. After thinking it over, Su Qiao casually drew two designs for Sister Jin and had her take them to a tailor.
Sister Jin said nothing at all. She simply waved her hand, took out the money, and sent someone to have them made.
The club was exceptionally quiet during the day. There was no need to clear a special space for dancing; they could simply use the grand dance hall.
The backup dancers behaved properly in front of Su Qiao. None of them dared to contradict her casually.
For one thing, no one dared disobey Sister Jin. For another, Su Qiao's dancing was indeed far better than theirs, and she was willing to teach them. They were thrilled enough as it was—how could they not work hard to learn?
During that time, Chu Yihan came by. However, seeing that she was busy, he did not disturb