Really Moved

In a small apartment.

Ji Yao's phone rang, waking him up from his sleep.

He frowned, but still couldn't open his eyes. He fumbled in his pants pocket and took out his phone. Then, he squinted his eyes and opened it a little. When he saw that it was Ji Mengyao's, he picked it up, "Hello …"

"Where are you!" "Have you forgotten about the important meeting at nine o'clock this morning?"

Ji Yao slightly frowned, he squinted his eyes and looked at the time on his phone. It was almost 12 o'clock!

He immediately sat up on the bed and realized that this wasn't an apartment by the sea nor was it a hotel. It was Luo Yihuan's home because there was a photo of Luo Yihuan on the bedside table.

"Where are you?" Ji Mengyao asked.

Ji Yao slightly raised his eyebrows and said in a softer tone, "Hotel, I slept in the hotel after drinking too much with my friend. It's my fault, I won't do it again."