"What's wrong?" Xiaolu noticed something off about Gong Xuanzhi and sharply turned her gaze towards her.
Shock was written all over her face as she grabbed her phone and almost ran towards the balcony.
"Director Zhou."
Gong Xuanzhi answered the call with a trembling voice.
"Where are you?"
On the other end of the phone, Zhou Chucheng's deep and magnetic voice came through.
"I'm not in Rong City. Do you need something, Director Zhou?"
At that moment, Gong Xuanzhi had completely forgotten about the call she had made to him while drunk.
"I'm at the hotel you're staying at. Come down."
Gong Xuanzhi's head buzzed, and her voice began to tremble, "Director Zhou, how did you know which hotel I'm staying at?"
It seemed she really had blacked out last night.
"Gong Xuanzhi, don't tell me you've forgotten about the call you made to me last night."
Embarrassingly, Gong Xuanzhi had indeed forgotten.
But she couldn't say that.
