The next morning, Song Xinyi stepped out of the shower in her bathroom robe.
She looked around and frowned when she couldn't find her phone anywhere.
She went out of the room and her sight went to the closed door of the room that was attached to hers.
It can be here since she last went inside this room only.
She opened the door.
Inside the room, she looked around but didn't find her phone.
'Where did I put it last night?'
Song Xinyi tried to remember but it seemed that because of the wine her memories were somewhat hazy.
She walked towards the bed and looked at the bedside table. She sighed in irritation when she didn't find her phone there.
She was about to turn around to leave the room, however, her gaze fell on Shen Youlin's sleeping face and her steps froze.
She couldn't remove her sight from her soft and pink lips that were forming a pout.
