Xiang Wan deliberately avoided his intimate gesture and stepped back, "This is a banquet, I surely can't wear a down jacket here."
"Looks quite nice."
Zuo Xingyun blurted out such a phrase, then immediately called Achen over to the side and lowered his voice, "I was talking with Grandpa Xi, how could you let her come over?"
Achen's expression was one of great grievance, "Do you think I can control her? She was afraid you and Grandpa Xi might start a fight, what could I do?"
Xiang Wan realized what Zuo Xingyun meant earlier and savored the compliment he had given her.
Not wanting to wait for their endless chatter, she walked to the deck alone.
It was cold at night, and there weren't many people on the deck, making it a peacefully quiet place.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching from behind. Assuming it was Zuo Xingyun or Achen, she turned around without any guard, only to be pushed violently into the sea before she could get a good look at the aggressor's face.
