However, he realized that there was not a single wound on his body.
He could not help but look at the washroom.
Fu Ling cursed in his heart.
He quickly found his phone and called his assistant, Han Qi.
The call was picked up quickly.
Fu Ling massaged the slightly sore sun and asked coldly, " "Han Qi, what kind of woman did you find me last night? Didn't I tell you not to look for those innocent girls? Is this how you do things now?"
On the other end of the phone, Han Qi couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
"Mr. Fu," he replied hesitantly,"I thought that the woman I arranged for you last night went to the wrong place and didn't end up with you. I just found out about this and was about to rush over to look for you. Mr. Fu, are you alright now?"
A hint of surprise flashed through Fu Ling's eyes.
"The woman you arranged didn't come? Then who is the person that Yueyue spent the night with in my room?"
