"…"
This was the reply that she had expected.
Nian Xiaomu was aware that there was a problem with the text message from the moment that she was pushed into the room.
Even though Chen Zixin was a rich second-generation heir, he had an upright personality.
Judging from the way he got along with others, he was refined, courteous, and would never use such a despicable method to lie to her.
"Where is your cell phone?"
"I don't know where I put my cell phone. I had one too many drinks and was very groggy just now." When Chen Zixin heard what she said, he turned around and searched the room for his cell phone, but could not find it in the end.
At this point in time, he was also aware that he had fallen into someone's trap.
"Did the other party lure you here because they assumed that I would do something to you since I was drunk?" Chen Zixin asked suspiciously.