Yao froze immediately. "If you want to know something, Miss, it might be better to ask Mr. Jie directly."
"Don't be so nervous. I just want to know a few little things. I forgot to ask Dan Hanjie earlier. You saw him, he left. So it's okay to ask you now, right?"
Qin Youxuan walked up to the sofa with a smile, asked the butler to serve two cups of hot tea, and looked at Yao. "Sit, why are you standing?"
"..."
Yao tensed up even more, his body rigid.
"Or should I personally come over and invite you?" Qin Youxuan pointed at the two cups of tea in front of her and frowned.
"I wouldn't dare."
Fearing her displeasure, Yao quickly sat on the couch.
He sat there, his legs together, hands politely laid on his knees, looking as tense as if ready for combat.
He didn't know where to look as he observed Qin Youxuan leisurely sipping her tea.
