Lin Que had an ominous feeling. "What do you want to ask?"
Ye Wanwan hummed. "It's about Yin Yuerong."
At the sound of Yin Yuerong's name, Lin Que acted like he heard a ghost speak and immediately shook his head like a rattle-drum. "I don't know anything! I don't know anything!"
"Oh?" Ye Wanwan raised her brows. "Tsk tsk, if your Ninth Brother finds out you came running to my place in the middle of the night, what do you think he'd think?"
Lin Que was stupefied. "D*mn! Didn't you call me over here?"
Ye Wanwan had an innocent expression. "I didn't. It was clearly you who came over yourself."
Lin Que's eyes shot open. "You…"
"What about me?"
Lin Que: "…" You're too shameless.
Lin had no choice but to admit defeat, his head drooping. "What do you want to know about her?"
Ye Wanwan thought about it. "You can tell me everything you know. For example, Yin Yuerong and Ah-Jiu's relationship…"
