A ringtone blared as Dongfang Ding woke up, clutching his head, the throbbing pain of a hangover pounding.
What's going on?
Last night, it seemed he and Ma Lin had schemed against that Li surname guy who leeched off women, and just when they succeeded, they wanted to push over that pretty receptionist.
And then...
"Hisss!"
Next to him, Ma Lin also snapped awake, opening his eyes to see Dongfang Ding, first startled, then the events of last night surfaced in his mind.
"Hmm, where's that woman?"
Ma Lin looked sleazily at Dongfang Ding, Dongfang Ding turned his head towards Ma Lin, "My head hurts a bit, I can't remember clearly."
Dongfang Ding carefully recalled the details.
"Do you still remember what happened last night?"
Ma Lin, upon hearing this, felt a heaviness in his head, as if last night they had pushed He Lu onto the bed, about the force themselves on her, but then the image just cut off.
"Uh, my memory is a bit fragmented too?"
