Fu Wenzhou had no choice but to get out of the car again. Afraid that Song Qingyou would get cold, he took a shawl from the car and wrapped it around her shoulders.

"Youyou, this boat will have to go out to sea again soon. The wind and waves are strong, let's go back."

Song Qingyou glanced at the cruise ship. "Since we're already here, let's go up and take a look."

Fu Wenzhou was unwilling.

Seeing this, Gu Bai deliberately lagged behind by two steps, standing shoulder to shoulder with Yun Nian: "Little Yun Nian, is Fu Wenzhou always acting like a mother hen at home?"

Yun Nian didn't want to mention Fu Wenzhou, so she snorted coldly at his back.

The group arrived on the ship, where people were coming and going everywhere. The deck was especially lively, with a gentle sea breeze and the aroma of wine in the air.

Fu Wenzhou held Song Qingyou in his arms the whole time, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, which made Liang Muchuan feel envious: "Oh, having a wife is so great."

Fu Wenzhou raised an eyebrow and glanced at him sideways: "Jealous?"

Liang Muchuan scoffed, "Miss Song, Old Fu is no good. Look at his face. If you regret it now, it's not too late to find someone else."

I don't know who it was, but a while ago they were acting like the sky was falling and went to the bar to complain to them.

"Shut up!" Fu Wenzhou kicked Liang Muchuan, who dodged the kick while holding his wine glass, looking quite smug.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from not far away:

"Mr. Fu, Ms. Song, what a coincidence."

The group looked over at the same time and saw the wheelchair moving across the deck with a dull thud.

It was Ruan Mingchen.

Song Qingyou's eyes narrowed slightly.

She hadn't expected the Ruan family to get the person out so quickly.