Chu Ge's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt, unsure whether to trust her.
Seeing him not move, Wen Zaozao cleared her throat lightly, "Last night, you fainted in my house, remember? We're in a hospital, you were seriously injured. I brought you here."
Yi Courtyard?
Chu Ge's face turned extremely unpleasant in an instant.
No wonder those women in white clothes kept throwing flirtatious glances at him, some even exposing their calves to entice him—it turns out this is a brothel!
But, why did she bring him to a brothel?
Chu Ge's sharp gaze pierced Wen Zaozao like icy coldness, "Do you know who I am? How dare you send me to such a vulgar place!"
Ha?! Vulgar?
How is a hospital vulgar?
Wen Zaozao wanted to roll her eyes, but facing those oppressive eyes, she held back, patiently persuading, "I know you have many doubts in your heart, and I'm equally curious why you appeared in my house. Let's sit down and talk slowly, alright?"
