Not long later.
It was gradually getting darker outside.
It was a little stuffy in the room so Zhang Ye suggested that they go downstairs to hang out for a little while. It was well-lit downstairs, and he was also feeling a little hungry by now. Wu Zeqing did not say anything. She just put on a coat and they left their suite to go downstairs together. Zhang Ye was wearing a large pair of sunglasses. He looked to his side, then grabbed Old Wu by her hand and held it tightly as they headed to the area behind the resort.
The aroma of grilled fish could be smelled from where they were.
