Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes.
He reached out to find his phone, to check the time.
However, what his hand touched was soft and warm.
Chen Mo was slightly stunned and looked beside him.
He saw a woman nestled in his arms, her fair body so dazzling that Chen Mo quickly averted his gaze.
Chen Mo was a bit bewildered: "Am I still dreaming?"
Then, Chen Mo looked into his own embrace.
Just as before, a woman lay asleep in his arms.
He gently brushed aside the woman's messy hair.
When Chen Mo clearly saw the woman's face, he was instantly dumbfounded.
"Miss Ren!" Chen Mo exclaimed in shock.
For the woman in his arms was none other than Ren Zixin!
As if hearing Chen Mo's voice, Ren Zixin frowned slightly, turned over, and her fair arm rested on Chen Mo's chest.
"Gulp."
Chen Mo couldn't help but swallow.
Although Chen Mo considered himself a gentleman, he was also a normal man.
"How did we end up sleeping in the same bed?" Chen Mo asked, utterly confused.
Seeing Ren Zixin fall back asleep, Chen Mo stealthily sat up.
He tried to inch his way off the bed to leave.
However, Ren Zixin's arm was draped over him, and as Chen Mo moved, Ren Zixin stirred.
Her arm moved, and she grabbed one of Chen Mo's hands.
Chen Mo's heart sank.
He had no choice but to try and pull his arm free.
His movements inevitably brushed against Ren Zixin, causing the sleeping woman to furrow her brows and her eyes to flutter open.
When the groggy Ren Zixin saw a man's figure beside her.
"Ah!"
With a shriek, Ren Zixin's eyes widened.
She tightly covered herself with both hands.
This put Chen Mo in a difficult position; just as he was about to pull his hand free, she held him again.
Fortunately, the presidential suite had good soundproofing, otherwise, the entire building might have heard Ren Zixin's scream.
However, Ren Zixin soon recognized the face before her.
When she saw it was Chen Mo, her face was filled with shock: "Mr. Chen? How... how did you get into my bed!"
"Ahem." Chen Mo was extremely embarrassed.
"Miss Ren, if I said I didn't know, would you believe me?"
Ren Zixin's face immediately turned red, like a ripe apple.
She wasn't stupid; Chen Mo hadn't drunk anything last night, so how could he not know?
Ren Zixin looked at Chen Mo with a mixture of anger and shame.
She had agreed to his advances last night, and Chen Mo had acted like a gentleman. Who knew he would sneak into her room in the middle of the night?
But at that moment.
"Huh?" Chen Mo, glancing around, let out a soft exclamation.
"What is it?" Ren Zixin asked.
She wanted to see how Chen Mo would explain this.
Chen Mo pointed to the surroundings with his other hand: "Miss Ren, this seems to be my room, doesn't it?"
"Your room? How is that possible!" Ren Zixin said disbelievingly, looking around.
Instantly, Ren Zixin froze.
Because this room was indeed not the one she had stayed in before.
This luxurious bedroom clearly indicated it was the master bedroom of the presidential suite.
Ren Zixin was stunned, her mind a blank.
Her face flushed even redder, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the floor.
"Miss Ren, could you please return my hand?" Chen Mo asked softly, looking at his palm.
Ren Zixin subconsciously looked down.
"Ah!"
Another shriek.
Ren Zixin hastily released Chen Mo's hand.
Covering herself with both hands, she didn't care about anything else, jumped out of bed, and rushed out the door.
In her twenty-plus years of life, she had never encountered such an embarrassing situation.
Seeing the scattered bath towels on the bed, Chen Mo called out, "Miss Ren, your bath towel."
"Bang."
The only response Chen Mo received was the sound of the door closing.
Chen Mo rubbed his nose: "What's going on with this girl? How did she end up in my room? I thought I lost my beastly nature in the middle of the night."
Looking at the neat bedsheets, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, nothing happened last night."
After the incident, Chen Mo was completely awake.
It was just that the morning's arousal from a beautiful woman couldn't be vented, which left Chen Mo somewhat speechless.
Meanwhile, back in her own room, Ren Zixin's entire body felt hot.
"It's over, it's over, how could I have gone to his room."
"He must think I did it on purpose, what should I do, what should I do."
"Especially since I wasn't wearing any clothes, he saw everything, and I even hugged him just now. He won't think I was seducing him, will he?"
"However, his physique is amazing, his abs are so well-proportioned."
Thinking of this, Ren Zixin couldn't help but slap her forehead: "Heavens, what time is it, and I'm still thinking about these things!"
"So embarrassing, what should I do? What do I say when we meet later? I'll say I fell asleep in the bathhouse yesterday and accidentally walked into the wrong room when I woke up?"
"So stupid, even I don't believe that."
"Knock, knock, knock."
Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Ren Zixin startled and asked nervously, "Who is it?"
"Miss Ren, it's me. I've ordered some lunch from the hotel. After we eat, let's go to the funeral home. Mr. Qi is being cremated today, and we should be there."
Chen Mo's voice came from outside the door.
"Okay, okay, I, I'll be out in a moment," Ren Zixin replied nervously.
After a quick wash and getting dressed, Ren Zixin opened the door.
Her heart was pounding.
In the dining room, Ren Zixin ate with her head down, not daring to look at Chen Mo.
"Why are you only eating plain rice? Eat some of these dishes too." Chen Mo picked up the serving chopsticks and put some food on Ren Zixin's plate.
"Mm," Ren Zixin nodded.
The atmosphere was awkward, so the meal was finished rather quickly.
After eating, Ren Zixin said, "Mr. Chen, let's go to the funeral home."
"Alright."
Then, the two of them left the room.
Fang Dashan had been waiting outside the door.
"Boss, Madam, the car is ready. Here are the car keys." Fang Dashan handed the car keys to Chen Mo.
Ren Zixin, standing behind Chen Mo, blushed again at Fang Dashan's address, her heart beating faster.
Chen Mo took the keys without any explanation.
They went outside the lobby and got into the car.
The car was very quiet on the way to the Muyang Funeral Home.
"Mr. Chen."
"Miss Ren."
Suddenly, both of them spoke at almost the same time.
"Mr. Chen, you speak first," Ren Zixin said shyly, her head bowed.
"No, no, no, you speak first," Chen Mo declined.
The atmosphere instantly became awkward again.