林晓 reformulated in her mind how she should react: keep calm, pretend to be deep in thought, maybe even raise an eyebrow slightly to add a hint of mystery. The door handle turned, and the door creaked open. Through the opening, she could see the outline of a tall figure covered in the dim light filtering through the hallway. It was Zhang Hao. The man who had been annoying her for the past few days. She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the urge to roll her eyes.

"Ah, Zhang Hao, you're finally here," she said, her voice deliberately calm and welcoming. She didn't stand up, but instead, she tilted her head slightly, as if she was genuinely interested in whatever he had to say.

Zhang Hao walked into the room, closing the door behind him. He stopped a few feet away from the bed, his eyes scanning the room before landing on her. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a knowing smile.

"Still asleep?" he asked, his voice low and smooth.