Zhang Yanhong's clothes were in disarray as she left the room after Chen Dong had pinned her down. In a state of turmoil, she hurriedly pushed Chen Dong away and ran out of the room in a panic. She glanced down the corridor to find no one else around and silently breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, she had managed to leave in time, maintaining her defenses. She smoothed out the wrinkles on her blouse, fastened her buttons, and tidied up her hair before heading to the lobby on the first floor.
Chen Dong had a dream; he dreamed of Wu Meiling. Just as he was about to get intimate with Wu Meiling, she suddenly pushed him away and vanished. After that, Chen Dong fell asleep.
It wasn't until late at night that Chen Dong woke up.
"Hiss..."
"My head kind of hurts..."