Zhang Wei woke up still wearing his feminine clothes. His hair was a complete mess, his makeup was smudged, his breath reeked, and the lingering smell of alcohol filled the hotel room.
He glanced at the bedside table on his right and noticed a telephone. After rehearsing his feminine voice for a moment, he picked up the receiver and dialed the reception.
"Uhm... Good morning! May I request a fresh set of clothes and some makeup?" Zhang Wei asked in his most feminine voice. He didn't want the receptionist to become suspicious of his identity, especially since the King's Hotel had strict security measures.
"Certainly, Ma'am. May I know your dress size and your preferred makeup style? We'll have everything delivered to your room," the receptionist replied politely.
Zhang Wei was momentarily stunned.
Only then did he remember that he had absolutely no idea what dress size he was supposed to give them, nor did he know the names or brands of the makeup products Shanxi Meihua and her team had used on him.
While he was still trying to figure out what to say, the receptionist called his attention again.
"May I know your preferences, Young Miss?"
"Well... About that... Could I call you again later? I... I seem to have forgotten. Right! My dress and makeup are limited-edition items imported from another country, so I'm not very familiar with their specifications," Zhang Wei stammered, feeling as though he were sitting on a hot seat.
"Oh, I understand, Young Miss. Unfortunately, we might not have the exact items you prefer. However, we can arrange for a wardrobe mistress to visit your room, take your measurements, and help you choose an outfit that suits your preferences," the receptionist politely suggested.
Upon hearing that suggestion, beads of sweat began forming along Zhang Wei's forehead.
If a wardrobe mistress comes here, my entire disguise will be exposed! And if that happens, Mom will definitely find out about everything!
"Oh... N-No need! I just remembered that I can contact my personal stylist to handle my entire appearance," Zhang Wei hurriedly replied.
"I'll just call again if I need anything. Thank you!"
He politely ended the call.
"That was close!"
Zhang Wei let out a long sigh of relief, as though a huge weight had finally been lifted from his chest.
Feeling uncomfortable from all the sweating, he immediately headed to the bathroom to remove the feminine accessories and clothing he was wearing. He also took off his corset and left it on a chair near the floor-to-ceiling window.
To his surprise, he discovered that the duct tape around his private area was already gone.
What happened last night?
He tried to recall the events of the previous evening, but all he could remember was being rescued by Mr. Lau and having drinks with him and Lu Ting. Everything after that had become a complete blur.
"Oh, well. We must have had quite a drunken night. Besides, it's not as though Mr. Lau would take advantage of me. We're both men, after all."
Zhang Wei chuckled softly, reassuring himself that nothing unusual could have happened.
With that thought in mind, he proceeded to take a shower.
In another room, Lau Mei had also just woken up.
She was still wearing her clothes from the previous night, although her hair was messy and her necktie had become loose. More importantly, her voice changer was no longer attached, causing her voice to return to its natural masculine tone.
Lau Mei stood up, walked toward the window, and pulled open the curtains.
"Good day to me and to all the people... IN THE WORLD!"
She shouted the final three words enthusiastically.
After enjoying her little morning announcement, she headed straight to the bathroom to take a shower.
Meanwhile, in another room, Lu Ting woke up with a terrible headache.
He had consumed most of the wine during their drinking session. Zhang Wei had only managed to finish three glasses, while Mr. Lau had consumed approximately three and a half.
Even Lu Ting, who had a relatively high alcohol tolerance, could only manage four glasses before finally passing out.
He had absolutely no idea what happened afterward.
Now, he found himself in a room with messy bedsheets. As he glanced around, he noticed a corset resting on a nearby chair.
He also heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
"Oh, well... A lady, huh? My heart-stealing techniques really are something else. Since I'm already here, I might as well enjoy my stay."
Lu Ting thought to himself in an exaggerated Mexican accent, as though he were trying to seduce someone. He even bit his lower lip playfully.
He slowly approached the bathroom, eager to discover who the lucky lady was.
However, before knocking, he noticed a reddish stain on the bedsheets.
He stared at it for a moment before grinning.
"Well, well... I must have been her first. What a rare gem!"
Just as he was about to knock, his stomach suddenly growled.
Instead of disturbing the lady inside, Lu Ting decided to leave a note on the bedside table.
I loved every moment, baby. You were unforgettable.
Don't worry. I'll be back for another round.
With love,
Your sweet and sexy chocolate.
He believed that leaving without waking her would make his next visit even more exciting. After all, he wanted to surprise her and perhaps enjoy another round of their supposed romantic encounter.
With that thought, he put on his robe and headed downstairs to enjoy the complimentary breakfast provided by the King's Hotel.
Back in their respective rooms, both Zhang Wei and Lau Mei had finished taking their showers.
However, when they returned to their beds, they noticed something unusual.
There were bloodstains on their bedsheets.
"What the...?"
Both of them muttered simultaneously, staring at the stains in disbelief.
They tried to recall what had happened the previous night, wondering what they might have missed.
Something had clearly gone wrong with their plans.
They had both expected to enjoy a peaceful night, but the reality was turning out to be the complete opposite.
Suddenly, Zhang Wei felt a strange soreness around his buttocks, as though something had been pressed against him rather forcefully.
Just as he was about to sit down, he noticed a note on the bedside table.
He picked it up and read:
I loved every moment, baby. You were unforgettable.
Don't worry. I'll be back for another round.
With love,
Your sweet and sexy chocolate.
The moment Zhang Wei finished reading the note, he felt as though his entire world had come crashing down.
He had thought Mr. Lau was a decent gentleman, but apparently, the man was nothing more than a complete maniac!
His emotions surged uncontrollably as he struggled to calm himself and organize his thoughts.
He simply couldn't believe that he had been so beautiful the previous night that someone had apparently taken advantage of him.
And the worst part?
He was convinced that he had lost his precious virginity to another man!
A deep sense of regret washed over him.
He had only intended to play a prank on his mother, but somehow, he had ended up becoming the victim of his own scheme.
What kind of revenge plan was this? I ended up fooling myself instead!
Meanwhile, Lu Ting was already standing outside the hotel room, feeling unusually cheerful.
He was looking forward to enjoying another morning of romantic adventures with his mysterious lady.
Suddenly, an idea popped into his head.
And without wasting another second, he put his plan into action.
Back in Zhang Wei's room, he was still feeling miserable over what he believed had happened to him.
Just then, someone rang the doorbell.
It must be the wardrobe mistress they mentioned earlier.
Without opening the door, Zhang Wei leaned closer and spoke in his feminine voice.
"Are you the wardrobe mistress they said would be coming?"
"Yes!"
However, Zhang Wei was slightly confused.
The voice sounded unusually high-pitched, almost like that of a child.
"Well, I already informed the receptionist that I would contact my personal stylist instead," Zhang Wei replied.
"I insist on bringing you some clothes to try on, Young Miss. You're a loyal guest of the King's Hotel, after all. It would be our pleasure to provide you with some assistance," the supposed wardrobe mistress answered.
Zhang Wei became nervous.
He wasn't sure what to do.
If I refuse to open the door, the wardrobe mistress might become suspicious about why I'm not letting her in. But if I open it, she might recognize me and alert hotel security!
After thinking it over for a while, and with the persistent knocking continuing, Zhang Wei finally decided to open the door just a little.
He left enough space for his hand to reach outside.
However, something completely unexpected happened.
The person outside suddenly pushed the door open, grabbed him by the waist, and pulled him forward.
Before Zhang Wei could even react, he was suddenly kissed by...
LU TING!
It turned out that the supposed wardrobe mistress was none other than Lu Ting himself!
And to make matters worse, Lu Ting was kissing him!
The moment Zhang Wei recognized his friend, he immediately shoved him away.
What just happened?!
Lu Ting had genuinely believed that the person inside the room was a real woman.
He had deliberately disguised his voice, pretended to be a wardrobe mistress, and even used the information he had gathered about the hotel to make his little surprise more convincing.
However, he had never expected his supposedly romantic surprise to turn into his own personal disaster.
"ARE YOU CRAZY?!"
Zhang Wei shouted furiously.
His anger was so intense that his chest heaved with every breath.
I'm doomed!
Lu Ting immediately realized the gravity of his mistake.
He began regretting why he hadn't checked the identity of the person inside before barging into the room.
He had just kissed his own male best friend!
He had absolutely no idea how he was supposed to explain himself.
What kind of terrible luck do I have?!
"Wait! Let me explain!" Lu Ting pleaded nervously.
However, Zhang Wei had already raised his fist, ready to punch him.
"I woke up this morning and thought I had experienced a night of passion because I saw a bloodstain on the bedsheets..." Lu Ting hurriedly explained, speaking as though a lion were chasing him.
Surprisingly, the punch that was about to land on his face suddenly stopped just a few centimeters away.
Zhang Wei's expression darkened.
"CONTINUE."
Those two words were enough to make Lu Ting's spine straighten.
He immediately understood that Zhang Wei was in absolutely no mood for jokes.
"Then I heard someone taking a shower. I also noticed a corset on the chair. When I put those things together with the bloodstain, I assumed that the woman I had spent the night with was still inside the bathroom."
Lu Ting swallowed nervously before continuing.
"So, I left a note on the bedside table and went downstairs to have breakfast. I thought it would be more exciting to surprise her when I returned. But I never expected that the person inside the room would be you all along!"
After finishing his explanation, Lu Ting silently made a promise to himself.
From now on, I will always check my surroundings before making assumptions. I still have a long life ahead of me, and I don't intend to die young!
"So... You're not the one who brought me here?" Zhang Wei asked suspiciously.
"Of course not! I was drunk that night, too. How could I possibly have carried you here?" Lu Ting quickly replied.