"Where did he touch you?"
"What do you mean by 'where did he touch me'? I don't understand what you're talking about. When I asked you a question, you didn't answer and now you're turning the tables and questioning me instead, This is absurd!" Qin Youxuan pouts, unhappy and turns away.
Dan Hanjie slightly squints and observes her for a while before curling his lips, "I get it now."
"..."
What does he understand?
With a puzzled look, Qin Youxuan glances at the man beside her.
"I will investigate it for you, just add another night."
"..."
Qin Youxuan is startled again, watching the man who gets up from the sofa, strides over to the wine cabinet, grabs a bottle of red wine elegantly and pours it into a tall glass.
After a while, she realises what he means and she jumps up.
"Dream on!" Qin Youxuan stands with hands on her hips, almost glaring and grimacing at him.
