Yan Ji stood by the emergency exit, leaning against the railing and lighting a cigarette for himself. His gaze passed through the dissipating smoke, falling blankly on some emptiness below.,The next second, Yan Ji's voice suddenly turned icy: "What about those videos","One day," Yanji pulled the person back. As soon as his hand loosened, Qian Wei softly collapsed to the ground: "But speaking of which, if it weren't for Yan Jiaojiao mentioning it, I really wouldn't have remembered about the video. I had almost forgotten, but she brought you here in front of me today, and I remembered again."。