Five minutes passed, and Zhang Guoqing pulled up Zhou Jiao, wrapped her up halfway with his coat, and hugged her as they walked towards the mother and daughter duo, Cheng Hongli and her little girl, who were absorbed in their beachcombing.
Without lifting her head, Cheng Hongli said they would be quick. Zhang Guoqing gave them a bitter smile and urged them to hurry. He really couldn't wait any longer—the wind was too chilling even for his wife's warm coat.
On their way back, Zhang Guoqing held Zhou Jiao, encountering numerous teasing glances from passersby and some sneaky peeks from young wives. He nodded and smiled at everyone, maintaining a calm demeanor as he walked on.
Concerned that Zhou Jiao might feel shy, he whispered to her that after dinner, he would first visit the fishery to see if he could get some good stuff, and asked her to think of ways to assist him.
