"Well, I remember."

Ji Huaizhi did not understand until now that the woman he saw standing in front of the bed in a daze at that time last night turned out not to be the cleaning aunt he originally thought, but the original customer of this room, and he, himself, had thrown the person out.

This is actually a small matter, the big thing is to find someone to give some compensation.

Only, looking at He Jingrong's appearance, it seemed that things were not that ...