When Gao Yang woke up, he only felt a headache. He cracked his eyes open and saw Yelena smiling at him, which made him press his hands against his head and groan in pain, "Where am I?"
Gao Yang began to recall what had happened. He remembered that the party had ended in the early hours, but he didn't know exactly when. All he vaguely remembered was an image of himself with a bottle in hand, hugging Catherine while yelling and screaming.
Startled by the image he had conjured up, Gao Yang immediately cried out in pain and then scratched his head, "I can't remember anything. How much did I even drink?"
Yelena leaned in close to Gao Yang, still with a cheeky smile, "Then you definitely don't remember passionately kissing Adele, right?"
Gao Yang got the chills and then said with a look of disgust, "Don't joke about that. It's not funny at all."
Still smiling, Yelena said, "Then do you remember wrapping your arms around Catherine's neck and telling her she's very beautiful?"
