Inside the dazzlingly lit private room, a tall, fair-skinned, and handsome man in a suit suddenly approached Zhu Yan, wrapping an arm around her slender waist.
Outside the door, Sun Zhe's fists clenched so tightly they felt as if they might shatter. His body began to tremble as an inexplicable rage surged through his heart. What made it even harder to accept was that Zhu Yan didn't resist. Instead, she fell into the man's embrace and began singing a sweet, tender love song into the microphone.
The romantic lyrics flowed from her lips, each one sounding like a heartfelt confession to a lover.
Just as Sun Zhe's eyes were turning red, the man hugged Zhu Yan and sat down on the sofa with her. He used a fruit pick from the platter to spear a piece of cantaloupe and feed it to her.
Zhu Yan smiled sweetly at the man, opened her mouth, and took a small bite. Afterward, the man ate the other half without the slightest hint of disgust.
