11 p.m.
In the alley of self-built houses where Ye Ziyin lives.
The infrastructure here is still pretty poor.
Once it gets dark.
You can almost see no streetlights.
Because most of the residents are elderly folks.
They rest early, so it's very quiet here.
But the building where Ye Ziyin resides is entirely different from its surroundings.
Lights are on in several rooms.
There's a large iron gate in the courtyard, tightly shut.
A clear display of "Do not disturb."
At this moment.
In a room on the second floor.
Two people are engrossed, watching the surveillance monitor.
Because on the screen, not far from where they are, a man and a woman are making out passionately against a wall.
The man's hands are roaming aggressively over the woman's body.
He lifts one of her legs up.
From the looks of it, they plan to sneak a taste right there in the dark.
Who are these two? Naturally, it's the role-playing Chen Fang and Hua Limo.
