He Sheng was taken home by the woman, and in his drunken haze, they spent a lingering night together.
When dawn broke the next day, He Sheng woke up to find the woman staring straight at him with a solemn expression.
"Leave! Forget about what happened last night!"
Without saying a word, He Sheng looked at the woman before him for a long while. Then, without another word, he got up, dressed, and walked away.
The woman looked toward the door, her brows furrowed, her face filled with helpless sorrow as though she had something she could not say.
Perhaps she had fallen in love with him overnight. I'm sorry. I... I can't drag you down!
After leaving the woman's home, He Sheng did not go far. Instead, he hid in the air above her house and watched her inside.
He had seen helplessness and reluctance on her face just now. He felt that something must have happened to her, so he stayed to observe.
The woman sat on the bed for quite some time, hugging her knees and staring blankly with furrowed brows before finally getting up.
She let out a breath, composed herself, then went to the bathroom to wash up and dress. Shortly afterward, she left the house.
After leaving, she drove a red sedan out of the garage and sped north.
From high above, He Sheng followed closely behind, wanting to learn the reason.
An hour later, the red sedan stopped outside an opulent hotel. The woman got out, let out another breath, and walked inside.
Before long, she arrived at a luxurious private room. She paused, exhaled, and entered.
Inside the private room, seated around a huge revolving round table, were two elderly men, two middle-aged men, two middle-aged women, and a young man.
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