After these two days, Xiang Zhilan has become increasingly calm.

Perhaps because they were trapped here with no other option, their initial impatience gradually turned into helplessness, and their mood slowly changed.

"What do you want to say to me?" She turned around and looked quietly at Shen Muzhi.

Shen Muzhi didn't know what he wanted to say to her. His throat was hoarse from the high fever, and he spoke with some difficulty, "Thank you."

Seeing that he loosened his grip slightly, Xiang Zhilan withdrew her hand and replied calmly, "You're welcome."

The alienation and indifference here are self-evident.

"Feng Jingxian broke up with you? Was it because of what happened that day?" Shen Muzhi asked, pursing her dry lips.

Xiang Zhilan looked at Shen Muzhi and tugged at the corner of her mouth: "He's not the kind of person you think he is. I was the one who broke up with him, and he didn't accept it."

Shen Muzhi frowned slightly. This Feng Jingxian was more complicated than he had thought. Normally, if his girlfriend had done something like this, she wouldn't have reacted as calmly as Feng Jingxian.

"It's better that we broke up. He wasn't a good person anyway." He blurted out his true feelings without realizing it.

Xiang Zhilan clenched her fist and scoffed, "How ironic. You did that to me, yet you have the nerve to say he's not a good person. Then what are you?"

Shen Muzhi couldn't refute it; what she said was true. Although Feng Jingxian wasn't a good person, he hadn't yet had the chance to cause her any harm, but that night...

“Shen Muzhi, I’m very grateful to you for helping my father. I was already prepared when I entered this villa. I should thank you for being so lucky.” Xiang Zhilan spoke calmly and indifferently about the thoughts that had been lingering in her mind these past few days. “But I think it’s time for all our relationships to end here. Whatever I owed you before, I’ve paid it back. Let’s pretend we don’t know each other from now on.”

After hearing these words, Shen Muzhi looked at Xiang Zhilan and sensed the resolute determination beneath her calm demeanor, but he still said, unwilling to give up, "Can't you marry me?"

When Xiang Zhilan heard him bring this up again, she chuckled and said indifferently, "Perhaps many women would want to marry you, but for me, it will never be possible."

The last five words are clear and unambiguous.

"Mr. Shen, take care." Xiang Zhilan nodded slightly, turned around, and strode out.

Shen Muzhi watched her leave, his gaze fixed on the door for a long while, those five words echoing in his ears.

By noon, the floodwaters had receded. Seeing that Shen Muzhi no longer wanted to keep Xiang Zhilan, Butler Chen arranged for someone to take Xiang Zhilan home.

As for Xu Tingchuan, Assistant Yu had already compiled a detailed list of the people who had attended the cruise ship's annual meeting, and on the day they disembarked, he had Lin Yi'an look at the photos to identify them.

However, Lin Yi'an still couldn't find that person in the photos. Xu Tingchuan even suspected that Lin Yi'an had been intimidated too much and had fabricated such a person in order to escape punishment.

"What are you doing? Why do you look so miserable?" Ni Sitian brought a glass of milk into the study and reached out to smooth the expression off his face.

Xu Tingchuan pulled her hand down and kissed it on the lips, then picked up the milk to drink, but still couldn't help being preoccupied.

He just received a call from Assistant Yu. Lin Yi'an was in a car accident during yesterday's heavy rain and died this morning at the hospital despite all efforts to save him.

Was this car accident an accident or intentional? Was Lin Yi-an's previous statement true or false?

Now that the person is gone, none of this can be verified.