He grabbed his pants and hurriedly pulled them on, and when he got up, his legs were so weak that he nearly fell. Ignoring this, he quickly scrambled up and rushed into the bathroom.
"Xia Nuan?!"
The bathroom had a faint mist, but no one was inside.
"Xia Nuan?!"
He returned to the guest room and noticed the wardrobe by the entrance. He yanked it open to find only a few empty hangers inside.
Xicheng scanned the room once more and immediately noticed that, apart from his belt on the carpet, there was nothing that didn't belong to the guest room.
She left?
Frowning, he shut the wardrobe door and walked over to the bedside table. He rifled through the hotel's service directory and dialed the guest services number.
"Hello, how may I assist you?"
