"What the heck happened to me..." Chen Ze rubbed his own head, feeling dizzy and in particular, a sharp pain.
"Hiss..." Chen Ze thumped his head, but it still hurt a lot.
Chen Ze tried to recall the events of yesterday, remembering that he had dinner with Betty and the others last night, and then what happened?
Chen Ze looked around; he was now in bed on the second floor, still in his pajamas, not the chef's outfit from yesterday.
How did he get up here? Chen Ze was a bit confused. His memory seemed to stop at last night's dinner. He had a vague recollection of everything that happened after that.
Chen Ze went downstairs. He planned to check the dining room, to see if he could find his missing memories from yesterday.
The dining room was very quiet, and Chen Ze felt it was no different than usual. If he had to mention something, it was probably that the door of the dining room was left open.
