"Young Master Quan..." The bodyguards were on high alert and surrounded Mu Zongping.

Quan Jingzhou remained aloof, not even glancing at them.

With long strides, she walked towards Yu Guanguan.

“Guangguan…”

"Quan Jingzhou?"

A familiar scent wafted over, and Yu Guanguan smelled the aroma of woody perfume.

"Yes, it's me. I'll take you back."

Quan Jingzhou untied the ropes and removed the blindfold from her eyes.

His long, slender fingers landed on her face, his deep voice tinged with anxiety, "Were you frightened?"

"I'm fine!"

Yu Guanguan shook her head and moved her stiff wrists.

Seeing that she was unharmed, Quan Jingzhou felt relieved and took her hand to walk towards another yacht.

"Huaijin!"

A furious voice came from behind him, "Are you going to oppose me to the very end?"

Quan Jingzhou turned his head, his expression calm. "Grandpa, you should be able to see that if I really wanted to go against you, this ship would have sunk long ago."

After all, he was the one who raised him, so Quan Jingzhou never thought of doing anything to him.

However, Grandpa repeatedly targeted Yu Guanguan, crossing his bottom line.

“You…” Mu Zongping gritted his teeth.

Quan Jingzhou glanced at him slightly. "It's late. I'll have someone take you home."

After saying that, he left with Yu Guanguan.

The roar of motors echoed across the sea.

Looking at Mu Zongping's ship, which they had left behind, Yu Guanguan felt a lingering fear, as if she had survived a disaster.

She had no doubt that if Quan Jingzhou hadn't arrived, Mu Zongping would have really killed her.

Quan Jingzhou stood on the deck as the wind blew his expensive long trench coat, making it billow loudly.

The man pursed his lips, gripped her wrist tightly, and looked suppressed and indifferent.

"Quan Jingzhou..."

Yu Guanguan opened her lips and whispered, "You're hurting me."

Quan Jingzhou suddenly came to his senses, and the strength in his hand loosened, but he didn't let go.

"How did you know I was at sea?" Yu Guanguan asked him.

Quan Jingzhou pinched the bridge of his nose. "I knew Grandpa would take you away."

"Oh." Yu Guanguan nodded. No wonder he arrived so quickly.

Rough fingers touched her face as Quan Jingzhou hugged her. "You were scared, weren't you? This won't happen again."

"Quan Jingzhou..."

Yu Guanguan looked straight at him. "Your grandfather said that if you continue to stay with me, you will lose everything, and might even lose your life, is that right?"

"That's not true."

"Did your father die like this too? And what Lou Manyue said about your mother—your grandfather refused to accept her, so he was locked up in a mental hospital and committed suicide. If you continue to be stubborn, will you end up like that too?"

On the ship, Mu Zongping talked to her a lot.

In summary, her existence only hinders Quan Jingzhou, and her so-called love is of no use other than posing a danger.

Yu Guanguan didn't know if he was right, but looking at Quan Jingzhou's expression, she suddenly felt that he also had fear in his heart.

The fact that mercenaries were secretly planted in the villa shows that Quan Jingzhou was not confident he could fight against Mu Zongping.

He saved her this time, but what about next time?

Is this going to continue forever?

"No! Give me time, I'll handle it." Quan Jingzhou's large hand gripped her fingers tightly, as if he was afraid that if he relaxed his grip even slightly, she would leave.

Yu Guanguan looked at the sea not far away and said softly, "You saved me today, but what about tomorrow? And the day after tomorrow...?"

Quan Jingzhou didn't say anything, but kept tightening his grip on her wrist.