The next day.
Early in the morning, 6 or 7 o'clock.
At home, Zhang Ye's mother was already awake while his father was still sleeping.
"Mom, I'm going out."
"Where are you going now?"
"I have some serious business to attend to."
'It was past 8 when you got home last night. Come back earlier tonight."
"Got it."
"You don't have much to do at work anyway, so why are you still always going out every day."
Zhang Ye thought to himself how he really had serious business to handle. This was a matter concerning his marriage!
Outside Old Wu's villa.
Zhang Ye had driven over and used the key to open the door. He changed into his slippers with familiarity and placed the still warm breakfast onto the dining table. He looked up the staircase and called out twice. No one responded. She was probably still asleep.
He headed upstairs and opened the door to Old Wu's bedroom.
