Outside Fuhai District.
The sky was gradually growing dim.
Xia He pulled his red sports car into a parking spot by the curb. He slowly opened the door, got out, and stood by the road, lost in thought, wondering how he should break the ice.
'I just got off work.'
'Old Qin should still be home around this time, right?'
He followed the familiar path, making his way toward Qin Yang's villa.
A cool night breeze drifted by. The streetlights in Fuhai District flickered on, casting a soft, veil-like glow. Residents walked their dogs on leashes, and the atmosphere was peaceful and serene.
'Old Qin's place should be right here.'
Xia He rubbed his hands together as he walked, taking in the surrounding scenery of the district and sighing to himself in admiration.
