11:00 AM, March 16th.
The room basked in a soft, warm glow from the dimly lit lighting. A man sat on the edge of the bed, completely engrossed in his phone screen.
The intricate designs on the bedspread concealed the lower half of his body, adding an air of mystery and privacy to the room.
Zhang Wei, with furrowed brows and a look of concentration or amusement on his face, scrolled through the contents of his phone.
Just when he thought he could enjoy a quiet morning, he was surprised by a text from Leng Mei. If she had dared to wake him up early, he would have already called her to discipline her.
But it wasn't Leng Mei who disturbed his peace. It was Yu Lei, who, unable to get out of bed due to her disability, couldn't prepare breakfast.
So there he was, sitting next to Yu Lei, engaged in flirtatious conversations with one woman while another sulked beside him and let out occasional sighs.
The sounds of Yu Lei's distress were becoming tiresome.
