The atmosphere in the presidential suite suddenly solidified.
The two women on the bed, who had just been startled awake, grabbed their clothes hastily, not even having time to put on their high heels.
They ran barefoot, screaming, through the gaps between the crowd, desperately escaping into the corridor.
Spirit was surrounded by a group of people in the living room, looking somewhat at a loss.
In front of all eyes, his face had a trace of bewildered sleepiness, his voice carrying a hint of suspicion and puzzlement:
"Second Brother? Uncle? What... are you doing? Kicking my door in the middle of the night, planning to rob me?"
Chen Xu'an's gaze was sharp, firmly fixed on him:
"I called you earlier, why didn't you answer?"
"Huh?"
Upon hearing this, Spirit forced an innocent expression:
"I drank a bit, slept like a log, and my phone was on silent mode."
"I was just woken up by your knocking, wondering who it was, and then 'bang' the door fell and scared me a lot."
