Yan Mei slowly opened her eyes. The moment she did, she rubbed her eyes as the woman noticed the familiar ceiling that she was facing.
'I'm home?'
Yan Mei looked left and right and noticed that she was on their bed. She slowly sat up as she felt slightly cold, the blanket that was covering her falling at the sides.
'Wasn't I with the therapist? How am I home?'
"Oh, you're finally awake?"
Lei Zhao leaned on the doorframe. He crossed his arms in front of his chest as Yan Mei's eyes scanned his body, up and down. Her eyes then blinked a few times when she noticed that Lei Zhao was wearing a pink heart apron over his suit.
'Th-this man... how can he look so dashing even with only wearing an apron over his suit?!'
