Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  Mo Yongheng looked up again outside the window; a luxurious cruise ship was battling the rainstorm as it slowly entered the harbor.

  It came to a stop at the harbor in no time.

  The rain gradually became lighter.

  As the drizzle faced the sunlight that suddenly appeared, a form of humidity that felt like the summer heat emerged from the ground.

  Once Mo Yongheng recognized that it was the cruise ship that Nian Xiaomu had briefed him about, he did not hesitate and immediately pushed open the car door.

  He strolled toward the harbor.

  Frost seemed to have formed on his short, neat black hair as the drizzling light rain landed on his head.

  Even his black suit wasn’t spared.

  However, Mo Yongheng did not seem to mind as he walked toward the harbor with steady footsteps the moment the cruise ship appeared.

  He walked directly toward the ship’s entrance where the bodyguards were.

  “I am here to fetch them. Tell your Master that my name is Mo Yongheng.” Mo Yongheng stood in front of the few bodyguards who were dressed in black and spoke in a neither servile nor overbearing tone.

  The few bodyguards looked at one another in the eyes. Then, one of them turned around and ran up the cruise ship.

  Soon after, Qi Yan and Tan Bengbeng appeared at the deck of the cruise ship.

  When Qi Yan was sure that Mo Yongheng was the one who was standing below, he waved his hand and gestured to his bodyguards to let him board the ship.

  After all, the harbor was not a good place for a discussion.

  As Mo Yongheng followed the bodyguard up the deck, his gaze darkened when he saw Tan Bengbeng who was standing beside Qi Yan.

  She seemed way healthier as compared to her previous time at the Mo Family villa.

  Her cheeks were rosy, and it seemed as though she had rested well despite spending her time on the sea waters the past two days.

  The aura on her body wasn’t any different than before, but an extra hint of subtle gentleness was now present in her gaze, while the sharpness of a secret guard seemed to have vanished a little.

  Mo Yongheng narrowed his eyes; he wasn’t sure if her change was in any way related to Qi Yan.

  The moment the three of them met, Tan Bengbeng reminded them, “It is too high up here and others could spot us very easily. Let’s talk inside.”


  With her leading the way, Mo Yongheng did not even bother to take a glance at Qi Yan as he crossed the deck directly and entered the ship’s cabin.

  Qi Yan, who was left at the back, raised his pair of long, narrow amorous eyes.

  As he cast a sideways glance at Mo Yongheng, who was following closely behind Tan Bengbeng, his devilish eyes turned treacherous.

  This seemed to have awakened his sharp senses as a man.

  Was he being too sensitive?

  Why did he feel that Mo Yongheng’s gaze toward his Bengbeng seemed to be a little weird?

  It seemed to be filled with inquiry, yet at the same time, it appeared to be a look of worry!

  Why could he not recall his Bengbeng telling him that she had got a close relationship with Mo Yongheng?

  Could this fellow have a special feeling toward his Bengbeng?

  Qi Yan’s gaze grew chilly.

  Just like a police dog, he swiftly followed them into the ship’s cabin.

  He walked to Tan Bengbeng’s side even before she could say anything.

  Just as she was about to sit down, he reached out and grabbed her hand.

  After he sat down, he slapped his leg and gestured her to sit on his thigh.

  “!!!”


  What was wrong with him?

  They were about to begin a discussion, and yet he wanted her to sit on his thigh.

  To others who didn’t know what was going on, they would have thought that he was intentionally trying to flash their love.

  The main point was, were they even a pair?

  Tan Bengbeng rolled her eyes at him and kicked his leg away without a single bit of hesitation. Then, she sat down beside him.

  “Young Master Yongheng, please have a seat.”


  Tan Bengbeng ignored the strange Qi Yan and hurriedly entertained Mo Yongheng when she noticed that he had been standing still the entire time.

  The Tan family had deep ties with the Mo Family.

  Tan Bengbeng was only required to be reverent and respectful toward the Mo Family’s head and heir, and she had to remain polite to the rest of the family members.

  They were merely the protectors of the Mo Family’s head and heir, not their servants.