Early the next morning, Long Lingling woke up naturally, staring blankly after opening her eyes. After a long time, she suddenly sat up and looked around. This was clearly not Tang Qingxue's simple bedroom, nor was it a guest room in Yeh Huang's Castle. What kind of place was this?
Her head was still dizzy, and she pressed her temples with her fingers. A fuzzy memory emerged in her mind. She vaguely remembered seeing Yeh Huang. Wait, Yeh Huang... the restroom. Ah, she remembered; she seemed to have barged into the men's restroom? Oh my god, how could she have done such a foolish thing? She couldn't remember what happened next, so she stared blankly for a while, then picked up the bedside phone and dialed Yin He.
"Yin He, it's me, Long Lingling. You were really not loyal last night, actually throwing me aside!"
