"I'm glad you're alright!"
As expected, Shen Yaxuan did not deny it.
Xia Qingtian sincerely hoped that the man from that night wasn't Shen Yaxuan!!!
The things that needed to be said had almost all been said.
It was time to talk about the main issue.
Xia Qingtian cleared her throat, "Shen Yaxuan, may I ask you a question?"
"Of course, what's the question?"
Shen Yaxuan could tell she was nervous right now.
To ease her anxiety, he made a joke.
"As long as it's a question from you, I'll answer it all. Even if you want to know about the time when I still wet the bed at age six, I won't withhold it."
Upon hearing this, Xia Qingtian couldn't help but chuckle.
This lightened her tense mood a bit.
"About three months ago, the person who stayed in the presidential suite at the top of the Imperial Hotel that night..."
She paused, tightly clenched her fist, took a deep breath, and finally spat out the last three words.
"Was it you?"