The people on the boat breathed a sigh of relief.
The lifeguard had rescued the person, and that's when everyone realized that the person who fell into the sea was Xing You.
Wen Yanqing saw her, his gaze dark as he looked towards the Benetti. He wrapped his hand around Lin Gantang's and gradually tightened his grip, seemingly afraid of losing her.
"What's wrong?" Lin Gantang's warm and soft palm covered his hand.
"It's nothing." He looked back at Xing You.
Xing You was shivering all over, whether from the terror and panic in her heart or from the cold wind blowing over her body was unclear.
Lin Gantang draped her warm shawl over Xing You.
Xing You couldn't even stand firm, looking wretched and pitiable. Jiang Chenying, feeling heartache, stepped forward to support her: "How could you have carelessly fallen into the sea? What would you have done if we hadn't found you?"
Xing You wasn't their invited guest; it went without saying which yacht she had fallen from.
