That night, Li An'an arrived at the beach and boarded a white yacht that was two-story high.
The windows of the yacht were tinted dark brown. She didn't know which floor Lu Ming was on, so she stood by the railing and enjoyed the sea breeze as she watched the yacht sail away from the coastline.
Lu Ming walked out of the cabin, but to Li An'an's surprise, he wasn't alone. Li Xinyi was next to him, with her arms wrapped around his.
Li An'an's expression froze. She shouldn't have counted on Lu Ming. A wavering man like him was hopeless at making up his own mind. She wanted to get off the yacht immediately.
But the vessel was getting further and further away from the shoreline, and the hotel was fast becoming a tiny dot. The yacht was sailing out into the vast sea.
Li An'an gradually calmed down and looked at Lu Ming with a faint smile.
