"Are we on an island right now?" Ah Da stood at the end of the asphalt road, where just one more step would lead to the beach.
Qin Yu explained, "Malaysia is an archipelago, a renowned tourist destination. The peak seasons are every summer and autumn. There are a total of three hundred and eighty-one islands, and the one we're on is called Vilf; I bought it two years ago specifically as a vacation spot."
"Do you mean to say that this island will be yours in the future, and just the two of us will live here?" Ah Da asked, surprised.
"Yes, but also no. Apart from us, there are some maids, bodyguards, and chefs in the villa to ensure food and accommodations."
Qin Yu took her hand and they strolled along the beach; the sea breeze, laden with moisture, brushed against their faces, lifting their clothes and hair.
Ah Da gave an "Oh," worried that the sea wind would blow away her hat, so she could only lift her hand to hold it down.
