He smiled and unceremoniously lowered his head to bite her lips before leaving.
...
Due to the effects of the medication, Yiyi didn't groggily wake up until noon the next day, feeling a splitting headache.
Opening her eyes, she saw the unfamiliar surroundings and her face changed dramatically.
Looking down, she saw herself only wearing a loose bathrobe, with nothing underneath—not even her underwear—and her face turned livid, as various alarming thoughts flashed through her mind.
She only remembered hitting Yares hard enough for blood to flow, but in her excessive anger and force, she unfortunately passed out too.
She had no recollection of what happened afterwards and naturally couldn't remember a thing.
Could it be that she had been bullied by hooligans?
Impossible, right? She widened her eyes, scanning the luxurious and grand room—it was a presidential suite; could those hooligans afford this?
So, was she saved by someone?
