While Shu Pan was lost in thought, Gu Shaoting emerged from the bathroom, a white towel draped around his waist, his physique strong and firm.
"What's wrong?" Gu Shaoting asked, seeing her covering her face, thinking there might be something else bothering her, and quickly approached her.
Shu Pan looked up, stunned. She saw numerous scratch marks on Gu Shaoting's body, knowing instantly whose handiwork it was. Shu Pan felt like banging her head against the wall.
"I have a headache..." Shu Pan pouted.
"That's normal, considering the drugs," Gu Shaoting said sympathetically.
"Yeah..." Shu Pan's gaze was somewhat dazed.
"What happened exactly?" Gu Shaoting furrowed his brows, puzzled. Shu Pan was naive; apart from knowing Huanhuan, she was unfamiliar with such settings and unlikely to accept drinks from strangers.