Fortunately, Li Lingling's husband, Zhao Xiaoming, was playing with his phone on the small sofa, completely oblivious to Li Lingling's change in expression. Otherwise, if Zhao Xiaoming had seen the look on Li Lingling's face, there would have been no way to explain it.
Soon it was evening, and Li Lingling had packed her husband's luggage and was about to escort him out of the dorm.
In the duty room, previously bored to death, Chen An also noticed the time on his phone. It wasn't long before Li Lingling's husband would leave. The thought of Li Lingling's husband not being in her dorm set Chen An's heart fluttering again.
For Chen An, a top-quality young wife like Li Lingling was an enormous temptation. Eager to see her sooner, Chen An left the duty room as soon as his shift was over and headed straight for Li Lingling's dormitory building.
