Listening to Ah Ding's words, Mo Chuxi felt his heartbeat inexplicably quicken.
He was a bit worried that Yan Xinxin would suddenly come out of the bedroom, but he couldn't wait any longer and opened the surveillance footage on the tablet.
"This video is from that night until the next morning."
Ah Ding briefly explained.
Mo Chuxi lowered his eyes, his slender fingers gently tapping to open the file's video.
The screen quickly displayed the hallway of the Universal Star International Hotel. Within seconds, Yan Xinxin's figure appeared on the screen.
The video was high-definition, and Mo Chuxi could clearly see Yan Xinxin's expression and demeanor at the time.
It was the early summer five years ago. Yan Xinxin was eighteen, about to graduate from high school.
She wore a white school uniform shirt, paired with a short purple pleated skirt. Even back then, her figure was already enchanting and graceful.
