Jian Anning woke up from her hangover, and outside the window, the morning light had just begun to show.
She felt as though her body had been run over by a heavy truck, every bone seemed to have been taken apart and put back together, even her fingertips were so sore and soft that they had no strength.
She was shocked and struggled to move her body, only then did she realize this was a strange place!
Looking down, the luxurious suite was in total disarray.
A VERSACE custom-made men's pinstripe double-breasted casual silver suit, casually lying on the fine Persian carpet. Each button was a natural crystal carefully polished, twinkling with understated luxury in the dim room. Beside it was a wine-red Mercerized cotton shirt, with a waistline that was just right. The long straight trousers were tailored with precision.
For women, it was a white floral blouse. The collar had been torn in half due to the force. High heels lay askew to one side, and the plain shoulder straps hung unceremoniously to the side, a pure white soft blouse lazily thrown on the floor.
However, she hadn't had time to mourn her actions from last night, her biggest concern was—the man lying beside her!
Her head ached terribly, she subconsciously pressed her temples, desperately trying to remember what had happened!
Last night, she was with the artist—superstar idol Yu Zexiao, who had won the award for Most Popular Male Singer with his new album at the Chinese Music Awards, and was about to star in a big-budget TV series. After the award ceremony, the company rewarded their entire work team with a celebration at this hotel. She wasn't a drinker, and after a few Bloody Marys, her face was burning up, her head felt heavy, so she retreated to the room to rest. In a daze, she only felt a man enter the room, and then......
She wasn't unaware of the troubles drinking could cause. She had made a mistake once, three years ago. But last night, maybe due to the rare relaxation, or maybe because the alcohol left her limp and unable to resist, or perhaps...the dim familiar feeling she had last night, that's why.
Jian Anning struggled to sit up from under the blanket, the blanket slipped down, her arms, as white as snow, bathed in the morning light, she shook her head, and punched her uncooperative brain.
The man beside her suddenly made a soft humming sound. The slightly husky tone, like a rich black coffee, possessed a charm that could captivate the soul.
Jian Anning was stunned, could it be that Yu Zexiao was waking up?
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