Having said that, she directly pressed down on the doorknob, opened the door, and walked out.
Shi Mei sat on the sofa without a flicker of emotion, seemingly having no intention of stopping her from leaving. Watching the door close, he simply narrowed his eyes slightly.
The corners of his sensuous, thin lips lifted into a smile, carrying a somewhat indecipherable deep meaning. Shi Keke initially planned to put on the gown she wore yesterday, but upon inspection, she found that the gown was wet and reeked of alcohol.
It didn't take much thinking to realize that this was her handiwork from getting drunk last night. She must have vomited. With no other choice, she had to head back to the bedroom.
Shi Keke didn't know when Shi Mei had left. She didn't see him when she returned to her room, nor did she bump into him on the way back.
Finding her phone on the bed, Shi Keke immediately dug out Shen Cheng's number and dialed it...
