Xu Weilai reached out her hand and groped around on the sofa for a while, but she didn't find her phone. She raised her eyelids with difficulty and looked around in a daze. Only then did she see that her phone had somehow been thrown under the coffee table.
When she walked into the study, she clearly didn't bring her phone with her, but now... why was her phone here? Could it be that she was drunk last night and ran over to get it?
The phone hung up automatically because she didn't answer it for a long time.
Xu Weilai stretched out her hand and took out the phone from inside. She lit up the screen, and with a shake of her hand, the phone fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
Oh God... What was that? More like, what did she do last night?
If her eyes weren't playing tricks on her just now, the screen was a Wechat dialog box. The profile picture was Gu Yu's, and she... had been scolding him...
