Chapter 41 Fainting

The vast and boundless ocean and white waves surged layer by layer, pushing the cruise ship moving slowly in the middle of the sea.

The ship moves quietly on the sea surface. From a distance, it does not look like a ship, but a floating palace on the sea. The multi-level decks show the ultimate luxury.

On the top deck, the sea breeze blew in his face. Zhu Wendong leaned on the metal railing with his hands supporting his face, staring at the distant coastline in a daze.

"How is it? Isn't the scenery nice?" Zhu Jianyi walked to her side and said with a smile.

"Yeah, it's good." Zhu Wendong answered without turning his head.

Zhu Jianyi suddenly thought of something and said with a hint of kicking someone when they're down, "I heard Aunt Wen arranged a marriage for you, but you ruined it. Aunt Wen was almost pissed off to death."

"Tell me which man can make you so dissatisfied."

Zhu Wendong's hair was blown back by the sea breeze, and he said calmly, "When did you start believing rumors?"

Zhu Jianyi stamped her feet and put her hands on her hips: "What rumors? Aunt Wen told me this herself."

Wen Lu likes to exaggerate her words, and Zhu Wendong is no longer surprised by it.

After refusing to cooperate with Zhou Si'an, she made it clear to Wen Lu that she had no intention of getting married for the time being and did not want to go on blind dates anymore.

But Wen Lu had a strange way of thinking. She thought that she was still obsessed with her ex-boyfriend and deliberately ruined the blind date, so she scolded her for a long time. Even the hard-of-hearing old lady walking in the park could hear it.

Zhu Wendong's emotions remained relatively calm. "She likes to exaggerate small things when she speaks. Just let it go in one ear and out the other."

Zhu Jianyi disagreed and asked curiously, "Are you really still obsessed with your ex-boyfriend?"

It goes without saying who this ex-boyfriend is.

Zhu Wendong felt that Zhu Jianyi and Wen Lu were very similar.

Your brain has its own filter, and you can turn anything white into black.

Before Zhu Wendong could answer, Zhu Jianyi, the host of today's party, was called away, and Zhu Wendong was also taken to the first floor.

It is undeniable that Zhu Jianyi is indeed an expert in eating, drinking and having fun, and is in no way inferior to Lu Guanqi.

Take the cruise ship we chartered tonight for example. There is an open-air swimming pool on the top floor, diamond-like staircases connecting each floor, a theater, a bar, and a five-star restaurant. Every second is a carnival, grand and luxurious.

Although the entire ship was booked, the cruise ship was still packed with people. It was not difficult to see that Zhu Jianyi had invited quite a few people.

Zhu Wendong was arranged by Zhu Jianyi to stay in the dining area on the first floor. She had only eaten something in the morning, so she was indeed a little hungry now.

Zhu Wendong picked up a few shrimp tails from the plate and a piece of velvet cake. He just found a place to sit down when someone appeared beside him.

"Beautiful lady, it's you."

It's the racer from last time.

He sat down on the chair next to Zhu Wendong, with a clear distance between them.

But Zhu Wendong still felt uncomfortable, and he moved his plate and seat to the side without saying a word, his face still showing that distant and cold expression.

The last time he sat next to Qi Yanxue on the top of the mountain, the racer vaguely remembered that she didn't have this expression. It would be more lively and bright. Now she was cold and her whole demeanor showed that she didn't want strangers to approach her.

It's like a different person.

But the racer didn't care. Zhu Wendong's face seemed to look good in any expression, and even a glance from him could make him come closer.

That's why he was willing to risk the racing car that had won him the award to get her contact information.

Although I lost in the end.

The racer shamelessly moved towards her and sat in the chair she had just sat in. "Beautiful lady, it must be lonely for you to eat alone. I'll keep you company."

Zhu Wendong almost vomited the shrimp he had just taken in his mouth in his face. Holding on to his last bit of patience, he said calmly, "I'm a ghost. I don't need anyone to accompany me."

She didn't eat much, then took the plate and left without hesitation.

The racer followed her, holding out his phone, and said persistently, "It was an accident that I didn't add your contact information last time. Would you be willing to add me this time?"

Zhu Wendong threw the plate in his hand into the sink, turned to look at him, and said mercilessly: "Last time you were not as skilled as others, and this time it is not convenient either."

Wow, she’s a beautiful lady with a sharp tongue.

He liked it even more.

The racer curled his lips in interest and put his phone in his pocket. "It's okay if you don't have contact information, but you can always tell me your name."

It was like a dog-skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off. Zhu Wendong walked out without looking back and squeezed into the crowd. He didn't relax his frown until his shadow disappeared from behind him.

The racer stared at her thin but well-proportioned figure as she disappeared into the crowd. Something in his heart began to sprout. He turned around and made a phone call: "Do you still have that thing you mentioned last time that makes people feel hot and uncomfortable?"

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Here, Zhu Wendong walked straight into a corridor. The noise behind him became smaller and smaller, as if the volume down button had been pressed.

The end of the corridor is quiet and deserted, as if it is a Feng Shui treasure land isolated from the world.

Suddenly, the boat was shaken by the waves, and my stomach started churning, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

Zhu Wendong stopped and held on to the metal railing to keep steady. He was so busy revising the manuscript that morning that he forgot to eat breakfast. The only thing he had eaten today was the shrimp he had just eaten.

Her head felt heavy and her vision began to flicker, like a stuck slide show. She tried to blink a few times, but it was no use. Fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

A handsome figure was walking towards him from a distance. Zhu Wendong couldn't see his face clearly. Only when the man came closer could he see the small mole on the corner of his jaw.

She moved her thin lips and uttered a voice lower than a mosquito's: "Qi——"

The picture turned upside down uncontrollably, and then she closed her eyes and fainted due to hypoglycemia.

The methods used to scam people nowadays are really low-level.

Qi Yanxue moved faster than he thought. He put his arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms. She was soft and light, like a balloon that would burst if squeezed and fly away if released.

Her waist was so thin that one hand could encircle it, and there was even some space left. She was only wearing a loose knitted jacket, and I could feel the warmth of her skin between my fingers, as if I was touching a piece of warm and soft jade.

Qi Yanxue's eyes swept over her pale lips, and without thinking, he carried her to the lounge chair on the empty deck.

I reached out and touched her forehead, as long as she didn't have a fever.

The sea breeze was a bit cold at night.

Qi Yanxue pulled a neatly folded blanket over her and covered her with it, leaving only her palm-sized face exposed. Her long eyelashes, like butterfly feathers, cast a shadow in the bright moonlight. Her brow bones were sharp and her lips were bloodless, making her look like a fallen and noble rag doll.

Qi Yanxue pondered for a long time, thinking to himself that the blanket was a little thin and not enough.

Qi Yanxue simply turned around and went back to the suite. When he came out with a thicker and softer blanket in his hand, he saw someone standing next to the recliner.

Zhou Si'an stared at the girl on the recliner with undisguised worry in his eyes. He reached out to touch her forehead, but when he heard a noise, he stopped and turned his head.

They looked at each other again.

The second time.

This was the second time Zhou Si'an saw such a look in Qi Yanxue's eyes, without any warmth, cold and gloomy.

Zhou Sian withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, restrained his expression, and wanted to speak.

Qi Yanxue turned a deaf ear to him and walked straight to the recliner. Under Zhou Si'an's gaze, she covered herself with another layer of blanket.

Then he raised his eyes, looked at him nonchalantly, and said calmly, "What's the matter?"