Darling, you were so sweet last night. I had a wonderful night. Hope to see you again.
Ling Chuxia stared fixedly at these words, her face turning pale instantly. This wasn't written by Shi Che, Shi Che would never write such words to her. But if it wasn't Shi Che... then who?
A stranger?
No, how could it be a stranger? Yesterday, she clearly followed Shi Che into this room.
However, yesterday she only saw Shi Che's back and didn't see his face. What if... what if the man was just a man who looked like Shi Che from behind?
And the truth proved that this wasn't a "what if," but rather... reality.
Ling Chuxia took a sharp breath, her eyes widened in disbelief. Then, the man from last night wasn't Shi Che, and she... slept with a stranger?
Ling Chuxia's legs gave way, staggering slightly, and she fell straight back on the bed. Her eyes stiffly and slowly gazed around.
