Zhang Qian massaged his temples as he sat up in bed, preparing to get up and grab the clothes from the bedside table.
But when his hand touched the solid wood nightstand, he found nothing.
The nightstand was completely empty, not to mention clothes, there weren't even any socks.
Zhang Qian turned his head to look, finally showing confusion.
However, he didn't think much of it, perhaps He Tang had taken them to wash.
So he got up, stark naked, and walked over to the wardrobe.
The moment he opened the wardrobe, he was stunned.
The empty wardrobe didn't contain a single piece of his clothing, apart from a few cheap replacement clothes of He Tang; his shirts, suits, and even his ties were all gone.
He went to the other guest bedrooms, still naked as the day he was born.
The result was the same, he couldn't find a single item of his clothing in the entire house.
"He Tang!"
At this moment, there was no sign of He Tang.
