Su Qingnuan groggily woke up and found herself lying on a soft bed.
She leaned against the pillow, holding her head gently.
After a moment, her eyes suddenly widened.
The familiar scene before her eyes made Su Qingnuan let out a sigh of relief.
Her memory lingered on yesterday's drinking session with strangers, and then it blacked out.
What happened afterward and how she got back were a complete blank for Su Qingnuan.
Propping herself up on her arms and sitting upright, Su Qingnuan looked down at the pajamas on her body and froze.
Who changed her into pajamas? Who brought her back?
The stinging pain in her forehead kept surging, and Su Qingnuan rubbed it while smiling bitterly.
"Knock knock knock—"
A dull knocking sound came from outside the door, prompting Su Qingnuan to get up quickly and answer the door.
The living room was empty. Glancing at Fu Yihan's tightly shut bedroom door, Su Qingnuan opened the main door.
