Immediately afterwards, there was a sudden knock on the door of Chuanliu's room.

Outside the door, dozens of men dressed in black suits had gathered. Their voices were urgent and demanding as they pounded on the door, shouting imposingly, "Open the door! Open the door now!"

Chuanliu looked at Zhuiming and instantly understood the situation.

It seems he was targeted after completing his mission.

The knocking grew more urgent, and the people outside were getting impatient. Just as they were about to kick the door open, a woman wearing only a bath towel appeared in the doorway.

Her skin was as white as snow, and her fair arms were exposed in the cool air; on her delicate features, droplets of water slid down her cheeks; her long hair was casually tied up, with a few strands falling gently over her collarbone, adding a touch of languid charm to her.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Chuanliu asked.

The bodyguards outside were stunned for a second, but one of them quickly recognized Chuanliu's identity. "Miss Chuanliu, a criminal has infiltrated this floor of the cruise ship. We saw him running in this direction. For your safety, we need to search your room."

The girl frowned slightly, looking somewhat embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I didn't see anyone suspicious."

The bodyguard had no intention of leaving and continued, "Ms. Chuanliu, we are also carrying out official business. Please cooperate with our investigation."

Just as the girl was about to open her mouth, the wisps of steam rising from the bathroom caught the bodyguards' alert attention.

In the tense moment, a tall and slender man walked out of the bathroom.

He stood barefoot on the carpet, wrapped only in a simple bath towel, with water droplets slowly sliding down his taut muscles, and his wet hair casually plastered to his forehead.

The bodyguards were about to step forward to question her when the man preemptively wrapped his arm around the girl's waist, his eyes filled with doting affection and tenderness. "Baby, why aren't you coming in yet? Didn't we agree to come in together..."

He turned to the bodyguards and politely asked, "May I ask what brings you here?"

Even a fool could tell what had just happened in the room from that scene.

The bodyguard looked somewhat embarrassed and coughed twice before saying, "Since Miss Chuanliu has no suspects here, we won't disturb you any longer."

He gestured for his men to check elsewhere.

Chuanliu smiled and watched everyone leave before closing the door.

She sighed softly and teased the man behind her, "The mighty '8 of Spades,' your skills have declined... I have to step in myself..."

She turned around, only to bump into the man's firm chest, instantly closing the distance between them.

A playful smile played on Zhui Ming's lips as he slowly strode forward, his steps steady yet imposing, until Chuan Liu's back gently pressed against the cold door. "As for my skills, you'll only know after you try..."

A faint scent of rose essential oil wafted from him, mingling with the warmth of the air. Chuanliu leaned closer to smell it. "Did you use my skincare products?"

Zhuiming lowered his gaze, his dry throat bobbing involuntarily. "Let's continue what we were doing..."