"Miss He, He Zixuan, say something!" Chen Xiaobei shouted into his phone, but the line was already dead.
"Damn it! Damn it!" Chen Xiaobei threw his phone aside in frustration.
Although he and He Zixuan weren't close, she was nothing like He Yongkun—she was a lively and pure girl. Moreover, there had been a hint of romance between them before, with her sweetly calling him "Brother Chen." Now that she was in trouble, there was no way Chen Xiaobei could stand by and do nothing.
"Jiawen, something urgent has come up. I probably won't be able to make it, so you guys go ahead and eat. Don't wait for me!"
After calling Shen Jiawen to explain, Chen Xiaobei immediately sped toward the Galaxy Hotel.
「Meanwhile, in Room 203 of the Galaxy Hotel.」
He Zixuan lay groggily at the table, her eyes filled with despair as she looked at a man in his twenties not far away.
