The atmosphere was oppressive.

By the time Liu Zhizhong reached the dining location, he actually felt quite satisfied in his heart.

The place was by the river, an old pleasure boat moored at a fixed dock, but it was luxuriously decorated with nothing but private rooms, offering various kinds of river and sea delicacies, as well as free-range chicken and duck and whatnot.

Of course, the consumption here wasn't considered low. Although it was lower compared to Zhang Qixiang's villa, in the eyes of the ordinary people, it was already very upscale.

At dusk, the boat was already ablaze with lights, resplendent and dazzling.

The gentle breeze from the river was cooling and refreshing, quite comfortable indeed.

As Liu Zhizhong boarded the ship, he thought to himself that his wife really had style and vision, ah. After getting the video of me and Zhang Qixiang, she did not kick up a fuss, instead inviting me to dine at such a place, hmm, pretty good.