Zhang Li knocked on the door and held his breath, waiting for a long time until the door finally opened from the inside.
Keeping his head down the entire time to make his presence felt as little as possible, he still managed to catch a glimpse of the scene before him out of the corner of his eye.
Yu Qinghuai had taken off his white suit jacket and wrapped it tightly around the woman in his arms. The collar of his remaining shirt was pulled wide open, its messy creases showing it had certainly not been undone in a normal manner.
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