At night.
It was past 8 PM.
Zhang Ye's dad and Wu Changhe were having a game of Go in the room. His mother and Li Qinqin were both chatting happily as they discussed how the wedding should be held. Meanwhile, Zhang Ye and Wu Zeqing were spending time together in the west wing.
In the bedroom.
Zhang Ye was finally getting buzzed from drinking too much. He was starting to mumble a lot as he hugged Old Wu's waist.
Wu Zeqing gently massaged his temples for him. "If you can't drink, don't drink that much."
"Hai, I was just really happy today," Zhang Ye said exuberantly.
Old Wu chuckled. "For something that was set in stone long ago, why are you only feeling happy today?"
Zhang Ye laughed, "Haha, that's different. How can we compare setting it in stone with actually being engaged? Today, everything has been officially decided, so I'm finally feeling relieved."
