The sprawling Junlan Hotel naturally had every facility imaginable. From bars, restaurants, and cafés to swimming pools, gyms, saunas, and hot springs, it had it all.
They had the rare luxury of an entire afternoon to while away.
Zhang Yang found a spot on the Junlan Hotel terrace, brewed some tea, and chatted with Chen Zhuo as they drank and took in the beautiful scenery of West Lake.
"How are things going with your goddess, that Gu Yajun?"
Zhang Yang glanced from afar at Gu Yajun, who was standing beside Xiang Xiaotian and constantly saying accommodating, flattering things, then asked with a smile.
Where was this proud young woman?
Chen Zhuo had kept saying earlier that Gu Yajun was rather aloof, but she didn't seem that way now... Wasn't she doing just fine? She was already taking the initiative to start conversations.
"Nothing's happened," Chen Zhuo said, scratching his head awkwardly. "Falling flowers may yearn for love, but the running water feels nothing."
"Alright." Zhang Yang nodded and said nothing more.
Playing teacher was pretty boring. Everyone had their own rhythm in life, and he had no intention of interfering.
"I really have to envy you, old classmate," Chen Zhuo sighed.
It was one thing for his girlfriend to be beautiful, but this rich, fair-skinned beauty whose family owned a hotel also had an ambiguous relationship with him.
The gap between them was so vast that Chen Zhuo didn't even dare envy him. All he could do was look up.
"There's nothing to envy." Zhang Yang took a sip of tea. "You got anything going on tonight? Let's have a few drinks later. We didn't get the chance back in Magic City, and it's rare that we have the opportunity this time."
"Sure, I'll risk my life to keep a