Zimei reached up to rub her temples, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember what had happened.
Just then, the butler knocked on the door, "Miss, may I come in?"
"Hold on a second!"
Zimei quickly got up, changed into her loungewear, and then went over to open the door.
The butler handed her the honey water he was holding.
Zimei brought the cup to her lips and suddenly asked, "Uncle Chen, I seemed to have drunk too much last night. Did anything happen?"
The butler didn't hide anything and said directly, "Mr. Ye came to see you. But you were quite drunk at the time and didn't seem to recognize him."
Fragments of images flashed through Zimei's mind, as if a man who looked a lot like Ye Cheng had appeared.
She had always thought it was just something out of her imagination, but it turned out to be him!
"I didn't do anything shocking, did I?" Zimei asked somewhat guiltily.
The butler pulled his lips into a smile and said against his heart, "No, you didn't."
