In a six-person bunk bed room, Yuan Biao lay on the lower bunk near the window, surrounded by five people who were attentively feeding him and pouring him water.

"Brother Yuan, when I heard that Fourth Master was going to punish you, Miss threw herself at you, crying her eyes out, and refused to let him get away with it."

"That's right!" Despite being whipped ten times, Yuan Biao looked smug. "The young lady can't live without me now."

"Who is Brother Yuan? Which young girl wouldn't like him?" one of the men sang sycophantically. The remaining four looked at each other, then simultaneously slapped the sycophantic young man on the back.

The sycophantic young man squatted down by Yuan Biao's bedside and asked with a smile, "Brother Yuan, could you talk to Miss Yuan and ask us to be her bodyguards too?"

The oldest man behind him slapped him on the head and complimented him, "What do you mean 'also a bodyguard'? Brother Yuan is our leader."

“Yes!” another person exclaimed. “Being able to protect the young lady, go shopping and have drinks with her, is much better than living on the edge of a knife now. From now on, you will be our big brother, our second parent.”

Yuan Biao was flattered and felt dizzy: "Alright, I'll ask the young lady if she'd like you. But, with your looks, you're not quite right."

"We can't do it, but Brother Yuan can!"

With a cold snort, the noisy sounds in the room instantly quieted down. He Zhong's closest subordinate stood at the door with a murderous expression on his face.

The five men stood in a row in fright, and Yuan Biao also jumped up in fright.

"What's wrong? You've been following the young lady for two days, and you've forgotten who your master is?"

Yu Dayong had no interest in arguing with them. He waved for the other five to leave. Yuan Biao, seeing that his side was empty, shrank back and shook his head in fear.

"Brother Yong, it was them who started this. I will always be Fourth Master's man."

"Since you know this, then do a good job. Fourth Master won't treat you unfairly."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Yu Dayong didn't scold him anymore and said directly, "Take good care of Miss recently. If Miss is in any danger or unusual situation, remember to tell Ali in time."

"Ali?" Yuan Biao was stunned. Ali was Mr. Fu's personal bodyguard.

Yu Dayong lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Fu cares about his daughter, so you should report to him more often. This is an opportunity for Fourth Master to give you some pointers."

"Thank you, Fourth Master. Thank you, Brother Yong." Yuan Biao perked up instantly.

That night, Gan Tang, whose life was no longer in danger, slept restlessly, dreaming of her parents walking along the beach calling her name.

Two soft knocks sounded on the door.

"who?"

Gan Tang groggily opened her eyes, but seeing no response from outside the door for a long time, she closed her eyes again to sleep. Suddenly, the door rang again.

"who?"

Gan Tang sat up abruptly. There was no sound in the darkness. Just as she was about to lie down again, the knocking started.

Who is it?

Gan Tang turned on the light, and the brightly lit room emboldened her considerably. She grabbed her gun and headed for the door. The rooms on the cruise ship didn't have peepholes, and Gan Tang gripped the doorknob, hesitant to open it. Suddenly, a thin piece of paper was slipped under the door.

It was a blood-stained note with a sentence printed on it: "Do you think you can escape my grasp just because you are Lu Zhengqian's daughter?"

Who is it, Fu Cheng or He Zhong?

Now, only Lin Shuang's backer poses a threat to Gan Tang. The bloody note rekindled Gan Tang's fear, but she didn't know whether that person was worried she would betray him or wanted to continue controlling her and using her for their own purposes.

The dark night soon gave way to dawn, and a deserted island beckoned to the cruise ship from afar.

"arrive!"

After days adrift at sea, the sight of land brought eyes wide open and shouts of joy to everyone. The surveying team, carrying their tools, scattered to measure the terrain and area of ​​the deserted island.

Gan Tang helped Lu Zhengqian stand on the reef, gazing at the lush, desolate island.

"Dad, it's windy at sea, shall we go back to the cruise ship?"

Are you cold?

Lu Zhengqian draped his cloak over Gan Tang's shoulders. Gan Tang quickly put it back on him, saying, "I'm not cold. You're recuperating, so you need to be careful."

"You're even more nagging than your mother."

Lu Zhengqian smiled and took Gan Tang's hand, walking towards the rugged, deserted island. His longing was evident in his eyes. He carefully protected every flower and tree, afraid of damaging them.

Fu Cheng, returning from afar, shook off the dust covering his body and walked towards the two men: "Godfather, this deserted island is larger than we expected. It will take at least five or six days to fully map it. It seems to have the potential for development."

Lu Zhengqian grunted in agreement and pointed to a wide-open space in front of him, saying, "It's fine to stay a few more days. Let's build a house there first, and I'll stay on the island tonight."

"Godfather, it's too dangerous." Fu Cheng explained, "We don't even know what poisonous insects or wild animals are on the island."

“That’s your business.” Lu Zhengqian’s tone left no room for argument.

"But at night..."

Fu Cheng wanted to persuade him further, but Mo Huaixing followed behind him, holding his coat. At that moment, he helped Fu Cheng put it on, and Fu Cheng didn't say anything more, just replied "Yes," and led him to work.

Lu Zhengqian's gaze fell on Mo Huaixing's back, a barely perceptible hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"Dad, why do you insist on sleeping on the island?" Gan Tang found it strange that the island was so unsafe.

"Tang'er, back then, your mother and I made a pact to find a deserted island where no one knew us, to grow old together. It's just a pity, a pity..."

Memories are beautiful, but they can also be cruel.

Unable to continue speaking, Lu Zhengqian picked a wildflower and scattered it into the sea. The yellow flower drifted further and further away with the blue seawater.

"Su Huai, this is the paradise I found for you. Do you like it?"

The waves crashed against the rocks, but no one responded.

For the first time, Gan Tang saw a desolate loneliness in his eyes, unlike his usual ruthlessness and cruelty. What kind of person was this? Was he really her father?

Thinking of the terrifying knocking at the door that night, Gan Tang said, "Dad, I'll sleep with you on the island tonight."

Looking at his bright and cheerful daughter, Lu Zhengqian grew increasingly fond of her and jokingly asked, "Aren't you afraid of wolves at night?"

Gan Tang shook her head: "With Mom protecting us, we're not afraid!"

"good!"

The cruise ship had new building materials, and in less than half a day, a square house rose from the ground, resembling a traditional courtyard house. The north-facing section consisted of three interconnected inner and outer suites, with one room on each side.

Gan Tang was stunned and couldn't help but sigh that it's good to be rich.

That night, Gan Tang lay in bed, but the terrifying knocking on the door never came. She slept next to Lu Zhengqian, so this was to be expected, but what about the future?

Gan Tang got up and opened the curtains. A ring of bodyguards surrounded the house, each armed with a gun. The sea breeze was quite strong, and people were stamping their feet to keep warm.

Looking into the distance, moonlight spilled onto the rocks, creating a shimmering effect. Mo Huaixing sat there, upright like a statue. For some reason, just seeing his back gave Gan Tang a strange sense of peace, and she slept soundly for the only time in days.