She sent four or five messages in a row, but all of them gone in smoke, with not even a hint of a response from the other side.
Lu Yanxi scratched her head—could it be that he had already gone to sleep?
That shouldn't be the case; he should have just gotten home, right?
Why wasn't he replying to her texts? Could it be that he was unhappy about being used by her? When in front of Second Brother, he would still give her face and chat a bit, but once back home, he simply ignored her?
Lu Yanxi constructed a whole bunch of scenarios in her head, and even after a trip to the restroom, she continued to ponder.
However, she couldn't let her imagination run wild for too long—soon, under the influence of alcohol, she drifted into a deep sleep.
In a villa adorned with opulent and elegant decor, Xie Xingchen, clad in a custom-made suit, was sipping on a hangover soup freshly brewed by the servants while talking on the phone with Father Xie.