Going upstairs and into the study, Yan Qinghan sprawled leisurely on the sofa as if it were his own home, stretching his long legs on the sofa's armrest, swinging them relaxedly.
Ye Anxin paid him no mind, only giving him a brief glance. When Mu Beiting came in, she finally closed the door to the study.
To chat comfortably with Yan Qinghan, Ye Anxin specifically pulled up a stool and sat by his side, looking intently at his face.
Under Ye Anxin's unabashed gaze, Yan Qinghan grinned, "Sis-in-law, don't look at me like that. Watch out, your uncle might get jealous! You're here to ask me about the situation, right? Just ask, and I'll tell you everything I know without reservation!"
Ye Anxin cut straight to the point, "I've seen the video. Was it recorded seven years ago at Li Lin's birthday party? What exactly happened that night? What tricks were you playing?"
