Searching for Traces

In the morning, Ace was woken up by the alarm set on his phone.

He didn't open his eyes. He only reached out and searched the bed, but he couldn't find his phone. He couldn't help but frown. He turned over and opened his eyes. Finally, he saw the exact location of his phone. He picked it up and turned off the alarm.

Ace turned around and wanted to lie back to sleep, but when he caught sight of Chen Yuheng sitting by the bed, he was so shocked that he nearly fell off the bed!

"F * ck!" Aisphong shouted,"You're going to scare me to death!""

Chen Yuheng sat on a soft leather chair less than a meter away from Ace's bed. His face was pale, and there were faint traces of green under his eyes, as if he had not slept the entire night.

Ace held his head and slowly sat up. The consequence of a hangover was a splitting headache. He pressed his temples in pain and asked,"Why are you here? It was early in the morning…What is it?"