The room's door had a little gap that was opened. He pulled the door open and walked in, but no one was there.
At this moment, the door behind him was closed from the outside.
Fu Hang turned back to take a look. He frowned slightly, and then walked inside.
Only the night lights were on in the hotel room, and the dim yellow light made the entire room look even warmer.
Just then, the sound of water came from the bathroom.
Fu Hang frowned and took out his phone to call Cheng An. However, he found that there was no signal on the phone.
Strange.
Fu Hang was confused when he suddenly saw Song Xia walking out of the bathroom wet with a towel wrapped around her.
Song Xia didn't look surprised when she saw Fu Hang. She smiled brightly and said softly, "Mr Fu, you're here!"
Fu Hang looked at Song Xia coldly. His phoenix-like eyes were filled with impatience. He asked with a gloomy face, "Where's Cheng An?"
