"What?" Cheng Zhiwei was stunned. "It wasn't arranged by her?"
"Xu Tian tried to call you but couldn't get through, so she came to me. Zhiwei, who exactly brought you home? You don't have any recollection at all?"
"I... don't." Cheng Zhiwei pounded her head lightly. "But it definitely wasn't Wu Chengshuang."
Wu Chengshuang would never let her off the hook.
Seeing her soaked to the skin, He Ye comforted her, "Go take a shower and change your clothes, then we can talk."
"Okay."
The warm water washed away the sticky feeling on her body. Cheng Zhiwei lifted her head, eyes closed, reveling in that hint of warmth, but her heart was desolate.
She was wondering, who was it that brought her back that night?
After showering, He Ye handed her the phone, "It's Xu Tian's call. You should clarify things."
Cheng Zhiwei took it. "Da Tiantian."
