"I heard someone knocking at the door, and when I went to open it, I saw Xiaofei falling toward me. She was unconscious at the time, and I was very worried about her. I wanted to take her to the hospital, but..." Mr. Xicheng lowered his head, "I was too drunk then, incapable of doing it, so I called my assistant to dial 120, and then I went out to find someone to help, and later I ended up in Xia Nuan's room."
"And then?"
"Then... I didn't leave the room, not until just now when you all came in."
"If you say you went out to help, why did you stay in Miss Xia's room the whole time without leaving?" the assistant officer pressed.
"That's because..." Mr. Xicheng's face fell, "I passed out drunk in her room."
It would be considered unseemly at most if he confessed this to the police, but for Xia Nuan, it would be a stain. He couldn't imagine the distress of a young woman being grilled by the police about what happened last night.
