I don’t know how long it took, but the car arrived at the Royal Harem.
When getting out of the car, Su Wanqing seemed to see a very familiar figure flash past, running into the garage.
"What's wrong?" Su Jiuge asked with some confusion.
"Oh, it's nothing. The girl just now looks a bit like Mechelle."
Su Jiuge's eyes narrowed slightly and he said calmly: "There are too many people who look alike in the world, so there's nothing surprising about it."
Huang booked two rooms, one for mother and daughter.
After taking the room card and entering the room, Su Wanqing asked the waiter for an ice pack to help Su Wanqing apply it on her face.
"Does it hurt?" She looked at the swollen fingerprints and felt unspeakably distressed.
"It doesn't hurt." Su Jiuge looked at her with a smile and shook his head, "I'm a little tired today, so I'll go to bed first."
Su Wanqing nodded obediently and then gently closed the door.
When he turned around, he happened to see Huang.
"Mr. Huang, are you still there?"
"I just want to make sure that you and your daughter are safe. We are going back now."
Before leaving, Huang took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Su Wanqing.
"This is my friend's psychological consultation room. I think you may have been under hypnosis and have forgotten some things. If you are interested, you can go and have a look."
Su Wanqing took the business card and felt a little baffled.
She didn't think much, and after saying goodbye, she returned to her room.
Too many things happened today, and she couldn't get over it for a while, but now, the one she was most worried about was Xi Chen.
I wonder if he is okay now, and how is the company's affairs being handled?
With this in mind, Su Wanqing dialed Luo Xichen's phone number.
The ring tone is always busy and no one answers.
I called several times and it was still the same.
In the end, Su Wanqing simply gave up, put down her phone, took a shower and went to sleep.
**.**.**.**.**
Luo Xichen's consciousness was still a little blurry. In the haze, he seemed to smell Wan Qing's scent, that clear and sweet smell.
He was very happy. He stroked her forehead, flicked her eyebrows, and kissed her gently.
He told her not to worry, the company's crisis had been resolved.
Then, he couldn't remember what happened at all.
When he woke up in the morning, Luo Xichen found himself wearing a bathrobe and sleeping in a hotel room. He was the only one in the room.
How strange, he thought hard and his head felt swollen.
After changing his clothes, he turned on his phone and saw several missed calls, all from Wan Qing.
Feeling a little nervous, I called it.
"Hello, Wan Qing? Is it Wan Qing?"
"Um--" There was a vague voice coming from the other side of the phone, as if he hadn't woken up yet.
"Are you still sleeping?" His tone became cautious, for fear of disturbing her.
"Oh, I'm in the hotel. I slept with my mother in the hotel last night." Su Wanqing's voice was filled with deep weariness, "Where are you? Why didn't you answer my call last night?"
"I..." Luo Xichen looked at the surrounding environment. The hotel's large bed room still smelled faintly of perfume. In order not to worry her, he decided to tell a lie.
"I'm in my apartment. The company's crisis has been resolved. Don't worry."
"Well - I have to take my mother to the station today, so I won't accompany you."
"Okay, you can sleep a little longer."
After Luo Xichen put down the phone, his eyes fell on the floor of the room. There was a small piece of black stuff lying on the ground, rolled up into a long strip.
He frowned slightly and picked it up with his fingers, only to find that it was a pair of women's underwear.