Zhang Mei pushed the door open and stepped into the room. She was greeted by a sight that made her heart sink. There he was, Li Yifeng, her husband of twenty years, sitting on the bed with a radiant smile on his face. A smile that she had not seen for a long time. A smile that he used to reserve for her, but now seemed to have forgotten. She wondered if he still blamed her for not giving him a son, even after they had their second daughter. She felt a surge of bitterness in her chest, but she suppressed it. Despite it all, she loved him, some might say she was a lovesick fool
However, she couldn't dwell on this for long; something else grabbed her attention. She shifted her gaze away from Li Yifeng and toward the person sitting in front of him. The woman was clad in a striking red dress, her legs casually crossed which showed off her long legs, revealing more thigh than was appropriate.
