628 Base Zero (1/2)

*Flashback Continued*

Han Bohai spent another five minutes r=trying to convince himself that Ying had left but when he couldn't convince himself very much, he opened the door of his room and found Ying right where he left her. Her head was still leaning against the wall and her eyes were closed. She definitely looked like she was sleeping.

Clenching his hands into tight fists, his mind screamed, 'This is all your fault! Sister Xiu! Why did you even make me this nosy?!' If this incident had happened before meeting his Sister Xiu, he could say that he'd have walked away without feeling bad about it. But now, he couldn't do so. Even if he hated this situation, he couldn't run from it. He didn't want to let his Sister Xiu down.

”Hey!” She didn't move. He tried to shake her but she kept sleeping.

He picked up Ying and walked inside his room. He had just laid her down on the couch when she slightly opened her eyes and smiled lazily, ”Oh hi, handsome!” Her eyes brightened as she added, ”I never thought a handsome guy like you would princess-carry me one day. Ah! What a day!”

”It's not what you think,” he retorted.

”No need to be shy. I like open people who know what they want and how to get what they want. Although I'd prefer starting from zero-base, if you want to straight go for a home-run, I don't mind.”

Han Bohai choked on air as he stepped away from her, ”You're wasted!” He ran his fingers through his damp hair and added, ”I can't believe someone let you drink. Your drunk version is something like an eye-opener for me.”

Ying yawned and grumbled to herself, ”This is my first time getting drunk.”

As he saw her slowly enveloping into her slumber, he asked, ”Oi! What's the zero-base? I get what that 'home-run' implied but what's the zero-base? How come I've never heard of it?”

”Zero-baseee...” she drawled out. ”It means getting to know each other. Hehehe...”

With those words, she was knocked out. Once again!

Knowing that it was inappropriate for her to spend the night here, he went to take the phone and connected with the reception asking for the room information of Yan Ying. The answer he received was something he had expected, ”Sorry, Sir... We can't disclose our guest's information. It's against our policy.”

Even when he said he found her in the hallway, drunk. No one was really helping him out. For the first time, he thought this hotel's policies were too rigid. He needed someone's help. Someone who could get some answers. Thinking about his uncle, he dialed his number and asked him for help.

Within 30 minutes, he received a call from the reception, ”Sir, my apologies for disturbing you but we don't have any guest named Yan Ying in our system.”

The receptionist was quiet for a minute before replying, ”I can't give you a definite answer for that.”

He rubbed his forehead as he added, ”I found her on my floor. Maybe you can inquire with other guests on the same floor?”