"At this point, you have to tell me the truth." Wu Zheng glared at Shen Luo solemnly and said in a deep voice, "Continue. What else do you know?"
"I…" Shen Luo fell back into her chair and stared straight at the ground. She gulped and said, "I went to accompany a group of guests later on. By the time that group left, it was almost dawn. I wanted to go back to the lounge to check on Zhuang Meng."
The bar was always quiet in the morning. Shen Luo, reeking of alcohol, stumbled as she opened the lounge door and heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Zhuang Meng sleeping soundly on the sofa.
She walked over and pushed Zhuang Meng. When she touched her cold arm, she was instantly shocked awake.
She quickly tested her breathing, and felt Zhuang Meng's hot breath on her fingers. Shen Luo was relieved and reached out to push her again. She whispered, "Zhuang Meng? Wake up? Let me send you home to sleep?"
